Staring at the white walls
Hoping for something to break this monotony
Listen to the clock ticking
Counting the endless seconds
Stretched into hours
Sewn into years
Staring at these same walls
Lost in a stupor
Heart still beating
But scarcely alive
Wanting to cry at my own reflection in the plain wall
Unable to blink
Numb
Dead inside
Unable to turn away from the person I'd become
Trapped by the blank hypnosis
Staring at these white walls