I am always rewinding things <br />To hear what was missed between <br />The spaces between the spaces... <br /> <br />Words that were not spoken <br />Wonderful things never said <br />But were going through my mind <br /> <br />Like a hard rubber ball <br />Bouncing between the walls <br />Of the spaces between the walls.... <br /> <br />Echoes reverberate <br />With incessant sound <br />Of inarticulate voices... <br /> <br />Incomprehensible <br />Maddening hollow sounds <br />Crash against walls of hollow sounds... <br /> <br />Which drive me to madness <br />Trying to coexist <br />In a world outside me... <br /> <br />In which hollow sounds <br />Resound against crashed walls <br />Of rewinding empty spaces.... <br />That is my life <br />What else can I say.... <br /> <br /> <br />COPY WRITE©2009<br /><br />Romeo Della Valle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-fact-of-my-life/
