Friday, December 9, 2011

Cell 9331

In an empty room
with empty walls,
lies a sullen face.

In a place of white
looms a face of black.
What is light is nothing;
what is dark doesn't matter.

She cannot see past the nothing.
The nothing cannot consume her.
Fear has no place
a heart has no beat
Deception is clearly everywhere.

Her eyes reflect everything nobody sees
The emptiness surrounds and holds her down.

No choice to make her options bare
An expressionless face in an emotionless room.

Despair hangs thick in the air with no window for
escape...
No floor, no ceiling, no walls, nor windows and doors.
Held down by everything but nothing.
AIR.
She suffocates on the lack.

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