Psych Row Pt I: Voices From the Wall

Voices break through the midnight silence. They're not from my head, but all around me. Screams of pain echo through heating vents while raging fists against the wall hammer out fear, desolation and loneliness. Just a taste of days to follow. Words linger in the air in many languages but all sound the same. Voices from the wall also appear in the Written Word, illuminated by freedom's light through a tiny window. They tell tales of lost hopes, lost dreams, lost faith and lost causes, fueled by bottled-up anger and rage. These voices fade into the twilight and back to silence by the breaking dawn. But they continue on in my mindmtill I hear the rattling keys of the guards as they draw near, rattling louder....Are they here for me?