Tuesday, June 4, 2013

White Walls




White Walls

Locked in a room
No way to escape
The door is hidden
I am all alone
Surrounded by walls of white
A ceiling and floor that match
No beauty
No life
Just a blankness staring at me
My mind produces something my eyes can’t
Vibrant colors
Swirling in the air around me
Exciting my senses
Still I know that it is not real
It is all just what I want to see
When it is all over
I will be surrounded by nothingness
Such is my life

White walls and nothingness

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