Not running
Not hiding
Not escaping
Silence... Most people hate it, scared of what's hidden in the dark. I like it. I can find myself; who I am, I can just be me. No expectations, no pressure, no desire...
You know that feeling?
When you're trapped in a dream, and no matter what you do, you can't run, and you can't force your burning lungs to scream?
Well...that was one teenager's every day life.
Because he was trapped.
He couldn't scream, he couldn't run.
Because his trap,
was his body.