I can feel the beat,

the music is playing,

it flows in me,

and I'm twitching.

Every day,

I am filled with

the turmoil of thoughts,

requests, receipts,

artificial smiles.

An ominous glow,

a groan of elation,

an inhale of a soft tick.

Loud goodbye,

the door's slam,

eyelid's tact,

finger's knock,

soles' rasp

and palette of sounds.

Calm down,

please come here.

At least once

let the silence

play in my soul.