white walls, white faces. even the ground outside is white <br />im locked in i cant get out. ive never heard voices or had visions <br />until now. this place had made me crazy. I wasnt this way before <br />The well has filled with snow, and i cant dig my way out. <br />Im trapped in this damn place. NO one to talk to or <br />- to write to but myself- <br />there are scratch marks on the walls. i have to get out but- <br />-its impossible- <br />Its time now to set myself free<br /><br />Ashley Olson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/white-walls/
