50 shades of white
A blank, bleached wall.
A pathless, stainless page.
I take a step but I remain still.
Stuck to the pathless path, left to remain in the same, empty place
without color, without emotion,
without words, without motion.
I find a locked door in the colorless space
I try to break seal
with My words but they are locked in a cage
I try to speak but I stall.