Wishing for the Void

Bring me to the void
Where noises cease to be
Wrap me in a womb
Made of silence and numbness
Take my ears and eyes
And dash them upon the ground
Leave me with my thoughts
As I listen to my heart and mind
Desperately trying to speak
Through the chaos
That fills my daily life

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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22 Responses to Wishing for the Void

  1. Nice poem I enjoyed it. πŸ™‚
    Very deep

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  2. sknicholls says:

    I feel this way at least once a day. May be my anxiety disorder.

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  3. Excellent piece of writing Charles, I love this poem.

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  4. In it’s simplicity it says a whole lot Charles! Excellent!

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  5. L. Marie says:

    Beautiful poem. I could use a bit of the quiet you describe.

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  6. Love this poem Charles, makes the reader really think/reflect! πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

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  7. Ellespeth says:

    Sounds like a writer’s prayer! Nice one.
    Ellespeth

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  8. keladelaide says:

    Ah, chaos. Doesn’t it reign supreme!

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  9. grovewithin says:

    Great poem…could appreciate some of that void:)

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