poem just life

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What are you afraid of?

He asked me

Everything I said

 

The noise I can’t place

The smells I don’t recognise

The lights far too bright

The crush of people

The chatter, the constant chatter

All those words about nothing, no meaning

The nothing and the everything

The movement, the churn,

It’s never still

 

But that’s just life

He said

I know, I said