Without A Sound Poem by Stephan van Pinksteren

Without a sound,
Life turns into darkness,
And dreams fade away.
While looking at the sky,
I've found my own way.

Without a sound,
Roaming through the night,
In search for love and passions,
I've only found pain,
And no answer to my questions.

Without a sound,
You are in this thick void.
I call out your name,
But there is no response,
Have I lived my life in shame?

Without a sound
Hiding and running away.
The twitching and shaking will stay
I wish I could be different,
Maybe that will happen some day.


With my feat shackled and bound,
Chains to keep me from leaving,
To run again but never to be found.
I try to help myself,
Without making a sound.