Mist and Walls

Voices always echoing
Shadow casts of all she is
Whispering bleak nothingness
Held by walls she can’t resist

To hear them might release her
Allow the rush of living
Things to reach her once again
To thaw the mind to fluid hues

Out of dream paralysis
The state of mind that freezes still
The place named home forever
The place where all and nothing’s viewed.

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