There's echoes bouncing off the clean white halls. The needles are coming. I'm climbing the walls. The doors are all locked but it's all in my head. I can't get a line out, the phones are all dead.
Hello? Can you hear me?
Whenever I blink I get blood in my eyes. They say they are tears, I say they are lies. Your glittering sharpness obsesses my heart. They say that I'm bitter. I say I'm a ****.
Hello? I think it's dead. No. The line. It's dead.
I scream at the warden, "*******! Let me out!" But the warden is in ME, and the warden is doubt. The doors are all locked, but it's all in my head. I can't get a line out, the phones are all dead.