The noise

The noise

A Poem by Katelyn Kennedy

There's this noise, this thumping noise that I keep hearing... 

It hits sharp in the back of my head.Waves of pain shoot down the back of my spine. It continues to my limbs as I sit here, allowing it control of my body till it consumes me entirely. It takes all motor and most brain activity R I  P   P    I     N      G away any humanity left. It shoves its way into my mind where it unleashes the caged thoughts that I keep locked away. With my self conscious dead and all hell broken loose, my mind runs wild envisioning the zenith of unrealism. A shadow passes by and I jump out of my skin. Perhaps my own shadow has wished release from this prison, and haven successfully escaped, quite possibly has joined this other absence. 

I'm not mad though. 

If I too had the same opportunity I'd take it. Not only would I take it I'd hold on to it so tightly and never give it back, unless, the thumping stopped. I can't tell if it's real or if I'm creating a false sensation of rope around my neck.

 Am I still writing?
   Is it possible that these are my hands? 
Maybe I caused the thumping.
    Is this all my fault? 

No, hold on.
      Do you hear that? 

I don't feel the hands anymore and I think the thumping has stopped

© 2018 Katelyn Kennedy


Author's Note

Katelyn Kennedy
I'm not really focusing on grammatical errors though that would be helpful too but feedback would be appreciated!

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I enjoyed this. It has a surreal quality to it that lends itself well to empathetic description. Things at our house move around by themselves. The trash can is always swinging its lid open and closed. Tonight a firetruck that was just sitting securely on a shelf decided to go crashing to the floor with nobody around. No, I don't think we're "haunted" but weird stuff happens. I don't know if ghosts exist but if they do I'm certainly not scared of them. People...people worry me. I'm not scared of them either but I'm certainly wary and watchful. Maybe the noise is just a heartbeat keeping rhythm the keyboard. I hear that sometimes. I enjoyed.

Posted 1 Year Ago


excursions into the dark rubber side, only safe to venture in a little ways, I loved this poem

Posted 1 Year Ago


It shoves its way into my mind where it unleashes all of the caged thoughts that I keep locked away. With my self conscious dead and all hell broken loose, my mind runs wild picturing unrealistic things.

I loved these lines, I can kinda relate.
Thank you for sharing this, this has been a very wonderful read :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


This is fantastic! It pulses and races with pure energy. There's so much feeling in here but those feelings are expressing with real clarity and sureity. You have a poetic soul, of that I'm certain!

Posted 7 Years Ago


some mysteries holds back - I enjoyed your writting. Please keep going

Posted 7 Years Ago


This is nice though.... I like it keep on writing I'm fully behind you...

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Added on June 9, 2017
Last Updated on May 29, 2018

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Katelyn Kennedy
Katelyn Kennedy

Needham, MA



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I've always had a passion for writing but for a while my life because so busy that I stopped. Now I've started writing again and I hope to share it with others and get something positive out of it! *t.. more..

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