Chapter 0

Inside of these walls, I have no memories of the past. I sit at this circular table, alone, wondering where I'll ever find peace. This drink in front of me sits flat, missing most of its flavor. I can't convince myself to leave. I have more than enough reason, but little to no courage. I can't accept that my life is in ruins. The right person would be able to fix it, and would be able to turn it around but that isn't me. If I was strong enough, I could be a genius. I could have courage, be strong, smart, and brave. I would be able to escape this prison and be free. But instead, I'm stuck here in this room. These walls don't let me become who I want to be. Oh, how these walls imprison me.

I look down at my glass. The room is empty and I'm sitting alone. Is it worth it to keep sipping, or am I just distracting myself in my sadness? It's all a delusion, and I can never escape. I must find a way to stop this cycle and leave, but I can't find how to without disturbing my peace.

I will escape from these walls, however, in the meantime I'll work within these walls and stay within this prison. I've grown rather accustomed to the challenge.