Nobody Hears My Screams

These walls don't hear me anymore.
They used to once, they had ears.
Like spies in the concrete, they heard my words.
They sunk them in, and held them there.
But now they are just brick on brick, stacked high and deaf.
No sound penetrates their cold hard boundry.
Is this my final resting place?
Held like an animal in isolation
in this mental penintentiary?
Where nobody, not even me,
hears my screams?