Wandering in the silent halls Of corridors without walls Silence drips inside the mind Where memories defined Are etched in blood. Silence because no one hears Here within the quiet tears. Wandering on into the void, Where nothingness we here avoid And loneliness reigns. Each wrapped in their own misery Each carrying their own history. The floors are wet from tears shed Each trapped inside their own head. Wandering in the silent halls of the mind.