When I Close My Eyes

A running fridge and an ongoing TV

 echoing through the walls creating a scattered mess that insists on not letting me be.

I hear the noise of the things I have no control of,

Things I cannot make sense of.

 

Why run a colossal fridge that is practically empty?

Why play the TV as loud as it can be?

Are you deaf?

You’re making me deaf.

 

The talking, the words, I try to ignore,

But then there’s the stench from the neighbors next-door.

I close my eyes and cover my face,

Wishing I could go back to the better days.

 

Inside my head I can find myself some peace,

Allowing the head ache to slowly decrease.

Between my head and reality I place a border,

To separate the outside madness to from my thoughts, where everything is in order.

 

But because of the work that I’ve yet to do,

I must open my eyes and continue to push through.

To get rid of the hatred, the greed, that consumes this world of lies,

In order to survive, I must remember to occasionally, for a moment, just close my eyes.  

Reviews

[Ind1992]

Enjoyable! Deep, yet easy to read poem

[Azif]

Great work, the message is very relatable

[Jacob Clifford]

Very, very deep poem. Sometimes the only thing we can do is close our eyes and shut everything out.

[Satpreet singh sandhu]

Good work.. transforms one self to the actual scene.. keep going