When The World Gets Quiet

Sometimes the world gets quiet

while the wall tends to get thin.

Open air

swarming into your lungs,

the hours of free range

has left it inhabitable.

Everyone needing it,

yet no one wanting it.

How has one become such a

astonishing establishment?

Rotating on it's axis,

the world looks beyond me.

Held captive by my mind,

the release seems so much

hurtful, rather than peaceful.

Why let go of such a great thing?

My mind is loud, but I

am quiet.

The walls of my sanity

coming to my demise.

Such a big place for such a small person.

Sometimes the world gets quiet

while the wall tend to get thin.

Resources: https://www.theguardian.com/news/datablog/2011/jan/25/global-economy-globalrecession