White room

Response to Screaming Whisper's: inside it ticks

I think that people who have never experienced that emptiness would never be able to understand it. You have to have been there: Inside that empty room with walls too white and a floor too cold. And an open door that you somehow could never reach. But it was a room you had put yourself in but cannot escape.

Sometimes, sunlight shines through the window and you feel warm again. Once the sun goes away, you remember that you're alone. You're alone with yourself; even though you could just simply walk out that open door and laugh with your friends. But it's not that simple.

To me, that is emptiness. Locked inside a room with the key in your own hands.