4 May 2012
The silence here is deafening,
I sit alone inside my chamber.
I beat my head against the wall,
My sanity in danger.
My mind cries out for stimulus,
My heart for company.
But loneliness and boredom,
Are the only friends to me.
The silence here is deafening,
I watch the paint peel off the wall.
I wander round from room to room,
And end up in the hall.
Hands on my ears,
Slide down the wall,
Mind slipping into madness.
The silence has its victim,
An overwhelming sadness!
The Silence • Opuss № I