??? Point of view ( Ha ha, Suffer )
The lamp shook slowly from side to side. It was bare and broken. Just a flicker light coming from there.
The room was barren.
The walls with no paint or paper.
The floor was stripped of colour, it was a grey colour.
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
It might go on forever.
But the voices.
Voices.
Voices.
Voices.
Voices.
They speak all at once.
Noise.
Noise.
Noise.
Noise.
Noise.
How long would it last?
The pain...
The joy...
The suffering...
The triumph...
