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"The grey walls greet me like old friends" - This personification was very distinctive to me, and I really saw into the journey of the narrator.
I'm left with a feeling of nostalgia, as if the journey has been made by me, not just the writer.
I'm a little confused about the premise of the journey. Why is it so dreaded if you're so content to be making the journey? A little more context and clarification would really help make this point more clear.
The first stanza threw me off. I was expecting a nontraditional rhyme scheme, and I think it might've just been the words you chose for each line that sets off a strange rhythm that isn't reciprocated throughout the rest of the piece. It's a little distracting as a reader, but I can definitely see where you were trying to take the piece.