Answerless Voice

No words can be spoken, no movements can be made. Life is but a dreamstate and the body is a cage. No sights can be seen through the swaying black mist, but sounds, sounds large and small are the only things left to entice. Lulling hums, melodious beeps, rythmical thumps, and the voices oh the voices. So far, so near, authoritative, daring, heard for uncountable hours on end, until there is but one to hear. So far, so faint, calling me even though I can't understand it. I crave to find this heavenly voice, but my cage is untouchable for life's current flows steadily through this lifeless form. So I lay in this endless, formless, black limbo without friend or foe. To be tormented by the voices oh yes the voices, and the sounds so many, so different. While time is mearly a dream I wish to end.