• As I look outside my frosty window, I desire to know how it is on the otherside.
    Being locked forever in this wretched room just keeps me only to think about what could have happened instead of what happend.
    The outside seems so peaceful but in here its just like hell.
    No freedom.
    No hope.
    Only faith in the knife.
    The knife to take my life.
    The knife to end it all.