Numb

A cacophony it was, around me

chattering and more chattering  endlessly

Not a moment of solitude would I find,

But then maybe, I didn’t mind.

Now there is just a void

where nothing blends into more nothing,

I didn’t ask for this, the silence is deafening.

Because despite all the fights I fought, the decision was wrought,

In iron, whether I liked it or not.

Regret isn’t an option, I claim,

Yet I’m left with a bitter feeling of disdain.

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