silence

so this was the first poem i ever really wrote. it was in the middle of the night, i couldn't sleep, and the silence of the house was getting to me. i entered it in a contest at the library and won first prize! it's what started me writing.

It comes without our knowing
it slips in without going
it is loud yet, quiet
within our ears it causes riot
it is like an empty house
or the corpse of a mouse
silence is it's name
but noise is it's game

alone

I am alone
I am flying solo
I am trapped inside a cone
People's gazes are hollow
sadly, I say "I am alone"