His mind wanders..

Thoughts bounce off the shattered reminents

of the walls of his mind.

Why must things be as they are ?

Cold, alone,

What was once the color in his world

has faded to dull shades of grey and black.

Adrift in an endless sea of torment.

The memories, they haunt ,

haunt his mind, never ending.

When will this all end? Ever?

Or is he destined to go on as he does now.

How long before his sanity truly comes to a complete end.

How long till there is nothing left of his former self?

Nothing but an empty shell.