She’s the girl in the bright red headphones
walking through the crowded streets.
The music drowns out the greying landscape;
the people around her merge,
blur into a white-washed wind.
The music drowns out what her eyes can see
But it might as well be a breath in the deepest ocean
Compared to the silence in her head …
There’s now a second poem in this series, so click here if you want to check it out!