Write about a noise — or even a silence — that won’t go away. (We’ll let you interpret this in different ways…)
Photographers, artists, poets: show us ANXIETY.
How I envy the confident ones
Who silence voices of the past
Who forbid self-doubt to seep
To burrow in too deep
Never allowing
the pain to last
Knowing well
there lies
hell
Nonet: A nonet is a type of poem which has nine lines, with the first line having 9 syllables, the second 8 syllables, the third 7 until the ninth line has only one. Some nonnets may also have an iambic meter (stress on every other syllable).
Morrighan's Muse 
Knowing well, there lies hell. Indeed.
Indeed.
Nicely done! And my thoughts on the subject of that poem, briefly summed up because I’m so damn tired: Ditto 🙂
I hear ya!