Day 13: Silence

Write a poem about an experience you might have if you were in a dark room alone. What thoughts would go through your mind, and what memories might be sparked?

I hold my hands out in front of me
slowly
cautiously
step forward
feeling nothing but cool air
on my fingertips
a wall should be coming up soon
there it is,
hard metal on my palms
suddenly,
a loud Bang!
a gunshot
amidst all the silence
and all the blackness
careful
don't breathe too loudly now
someone might be listening
I know I shouldn't be here
you told me I shouldn't go by myself
but what's the fun in
sneaking around
if I have your permission?