The Land of Poems

Silence

This place is so silent it makes the place loud
You could hear a pin drop and even hear your own breathing
Hearing the air move in and out

The steps you take, bounces off the walls
You can hear the echo go on and on

What a good place to be alone with my thoughts
Thinking and cooking up scenarios
To pass the time
No banter
No sound of the outside world

It can drive a person insane
There is nothing to keep me in order
Just my thoughts and dreams giving out the orders

Keeping myself company get so boring 
At first I really made a break through
Because I noticed some things about myself that I never knew