My Loud Silence Poem by Gina Albiek

can hear the footsteps of ants
but can't hear the sound of drums
i can't see why,
even though I'm not blind

i always wonder why
the sky is that high?
have been watching birds for years,
but still it's so hard to fly!

yes I'm lost,
tripped and fell on my knees
but when i looked up it was
too hard to catch my dreams

my black rainbow,
and my colorful night,
millions of lamps,
but there's no light

stuck here, next to a door
locked in, with a key in my hand
hate you, but can't live without you
you wonder, but this is my loud silence!