I’ve been where you are my friend and felt what you feel you might think you’re an island but you are part of a land mass that is called humanity. I remember the tribulation I recall the anguish the feeling of being trapped the desire to escape the weight pressing down seemingly to crush me. If I ever get out of here let me out of here please invisible chains invisible and yet tangible bars and a locked door is there anybody there to hear me? I give up I really do so what? these are just words and empty words at that I’m nearly at the end of my tether but I never seem to get there. Trapped, alone, afraid not able to admit even to myself who it is that torments me cursing, violent, soul destroying agonies restless mind that longs for just one night of undisturbed sleep…peace, sweet peace that’s what I need.