Wisdom

The tormenting effects of wisdom

I hear it
I just can’t say it
it’s not a word
it’s not a sound
but still, I hear it
over and over again
it badgers me
torments me
I don’t know what it is
but it’s there
when I wake
and when I lie down
I hear it
like a thought
but it’s not mine
it’s not from here
it’s from another place
another time
there are no words
there is no song
but I hear it
it breaks me up
and brings me down
I can no longer focus
I’m left worn out
all because
I can hear it