Stark white corridors <br />No windows, no doors. <br />No colour, no life. <br />Not even mine. <br />Just an endless maze <br />Corridors. <br />Going nowhere. <br />Just like me. <br />Today I can't be bothered, <br />Bothered to search <br />The endless search. <br />I huddle in a corner, <br />No refuge. <br />Scooped up <br />By human hands, <br />Returned to my cell, <br />My prison. <br />My life, my Hell. <br /> <br />(written by a nameless laboratory rat)<br /><br />Kim Davies<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sadness-120/
