Read “White Walls“ by NichOlle on Medium: https://medium.com/@lynseynicholle/white-walls-be469fc97dfe A story The doors to 5A open and the white lights blind my eyes. My eyes are drawn to the white-white walls, white floors, and white ceilings. Men andp women in long white coats scurry from one room to the next to pick apart brains and… Continue reading A story from NichOlle on Medium
Tag: freedom
Alliteration
Tiptoe through the talking trees; Dance at destructions door. Follow freely the firefly. Lively listen to the laughter. Time tells tipsy tales; Delightfully drunk on dissociation. Follow freely the firefly Lost but loudly lurking for love.
Misunderstood InSaNiTy 