The noise inside my head.

It came without a warning, without any kind of drumming.

Sneaking in like summerbrises, like a lifetreatning crisis.

What before once sounded wain, now the noises fall like rain.

I felt I saw the blooming light and didn’t realized my coming fight.

Paralyzed in fright, never mended the numb night.

The room silently and quietly, sounding like blades grinding easily.

As did the Sun set and would never to me rise again, the end of days.

The evil dream I always have, came in to shape my shadow reflection.

The noise inside my head, want,s me to stay in bed.

The noise inside my brain, it is driving me insane.

This infernal sound making me go more than blind.

This noise I can’t escape, still bares my humble shape.

Color and light is not the same, I know I am to blame.

Imagine the loss of movement and the lack of strenght.

When your body dont reply to your comand and your life turning into sand.

My days seems filled with sounds but it is nearly just pure noise.

The eveningsky is the same show as is the morningglow.

All left is the noise inside my brain, and I am not wain.

Before I tolerated all kind of sound, now it is in my brain bound.

A heart can never be shattered, it will end up crushed and scattered.

The noise inside my brain, reminds me to mark my stain.

The noise inside my head, gave me nothing but the scary thing I read.

This life become so much more a fight and so much more a roaring night.

The noise inside my head, want,s me to delete all before it is even said.

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About jachso

Hey Destiny Poets. I live in Denmark about 90 km from Copenhagen and works in Roskilde as a teacher and mentor. I'm probably not like most men of my age and yes I am aged 50 years old. I've tried a lot of jobs without finding what I'm passionate about. Writing, I have always loved and I was probably just 14 years old when I produced my first poem. I have not yet been released some of my poems, but I hope it happens one day. I just finished a novel which I would like to have published, now the time and talent show whether I have the ability to write. Poetry has a special meaning for me and this is where I really feel at home. My life has sometimes been marked by many losses. In the mid eighties, I lost my fiance at the time when the accident happened was pregnant. She lost control of the car and drove herself and her child, who was on his way thereby, to death. It has really made its mark on my life and way of thinking. In the late nineties, I had problems with my back and had to seek other avenues to support myself. I finally decided to enroll at university and was admitted to the humanist line. I read philosophy, science, psychology, journalism and history, but philosophy and psychology is my major interest. I thrive today in the RUC aka Roskilde University just 25 km from Copenhagen. My job is to guide and teach, and it is a job with speed and that gives me a lot again. I have two collections of poems ready to be released, if I can find a publisher who will publish them. I have no children, it would obviously be my lot in life although I have tried, but luck never smiled at me that way. If you have any questions for me so I hope you just ask away all you want, I'll respond as soon as I have read the questions. With kindest regards from Jan Sorensen

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