Darkness

All my poems areabout how I feel

Awoke.

Midday.

They are talking.

A house full of sound

And I hear nothing.

He speaks.

Arrogant.

Demanding.

A house full of hot air

And I am freezing.

He speaks.

Bubbly.

Light.

A house full of sunshine

And I see darkness.

They speak.

Joking.

Laughing.

And I hear Nothing.