In My Head
Inside my head there is one sound, a quiet unlike any around.
A rumble and rhythm that surges through me, that feeds the quiet that few can see.
The world is still from behind the fiberglass, lending me a focus that I hope will never pass.
My pulse quickens as air rushes by. Nothing I've known has given me such a high.
A peaceful moment consumed in speed. All other things begin to bleed,
Disappearing in the moment I hear the sound, that rumble, that rhythm unlike any around.