Cold concrete
A smell of dust
And urine
Drops falling down from the ceiling
No. Drops from my eyes
Landing on my lips
The bars throw shadows of darkness
On my body
Words from whispers and letters
turned backs and fleeing eyes
Words inside my head
Shouting over each other
The words are parasites
eating brain cells
The words are strong as men
Shouting
Nothing
Worthless
Failure
Words dehumanize me
Vermin
Says the tag
Written on my soul
I lay against the wall
The wall stands firm and quiet
A witness to the soul eating words
An antique wall
Which I lean my tears against
Lashes, gobs and question marks
Are written on the wall
The wall is firm and quiet
While the words move down towards my heart
And my organs and veins
Lie rotting
My skin folds and shrinks
A tight noose around my neck
Gasping for breath
Fading within myself
A loud noise makes my skin jump
A bouquet of light enters
As the door opens
“You can come out now”
I rub my eyes
I arise and stand
Firm and quiet
“you can come out now”
The voice repeats
I walk towards
The door that looks like a cross
My organs have returned
The noose around my neck has gone
Only pain and bruises
From the invisible rope
I dip my toes into the hallway
They are washed clean by the sun
My arms are wings
Reaching for the Light
I am free
