~Dangerous MInd~
September 13th, 2005, 10:41 PM
your hand reaches up to the camera set above your right eye stieffling you, perceiving you, watching your movements. A palm, an angry fed up palm blacks out everything, the view, the torment of the eye peering over you, controlling you and lacing every second with fear. You dont care anymore, you dont feel anymore, theres no picture just a silence in the darkness while people wonder... what happened? where are you? you are on the floor in a room where it's cold and damp and there's no way out and the floor is harder than marble. white marble, the color of your mind which is blank and trapped in an asylum with no color.