Six silent slabs of black surround me.
no door
no window
no escape
no rescue
no redemption.
Is the dark room closing in on me?
Will it crush the body as the mind?
Such vacuum of light sucks life
from my eyes
from my heart
from my mind
from my soul
from my time
to unfathomable emptiness.
Day & night now the same.
am I alive
or
am I dead
is
all the same
We are all just babes in the woods.
A deaf person who has been pleasantly stuck in a dimension between dream and reality, where my sign language turns into written poems.
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