Listen to my silent room
Never more was there another sound
Beyond this window and beyond that door
A world filled with too many sounds
In my room I controlled the sound
And It responded to me and only me
As the sky turned Dark
And only orange from a street light
Filled my silent room
I found myself on my darkened bed
Watching light move silently
The only sound is my bed
As I move to better watch the orange light
Again listen to my silent room
For now even I don't control the sound
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 3:19 AM UTC
Listen to my silent room
Never more was there another sound
Beyond this window and beyond that door
A world filled with too many sounds
In my room I controlled the sound
And It responded to me and only me
As the sky turned Dark
And only orange from a street light
Filled my silent room
I found myself on my darkened bed
Watching light move silently
The only sound is my bed
As I move to better watch the orange light
Again listen to my silent room
For now even I don't control the sound
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