Chaos

Torrents of thoughts inside her head

She sat in silence

It didn’t help…

So many things could’ve been said

Yet no sound could’ve been made out

From that room full of stillness.

Never-ending thoughts

That run across her mind

Leaving her in pain

From all the noise inside.

There’s no escaping

The whirl of contemplation

Giving in, she falls

Into the prison of introspection.

Török Adrienn XII. H