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.