Angel Spring

Alone in a room full of people, screaming without making a sound. Seeing nothing but shadows, no solids holding them down. Struggling to call focus, straining to reach out. Longing for movement, the body is without. Trapped in a place of darkness, illuminated by despair. Searching for an exit, that exists nowhere. Unable to block out, the mind's silent melodies. Once cherished moments, forever hostile memories.