All I want is out. Away. Far. Gone. Away. All I want is an escape. Escape. Gone. Away. I no longer know how much more I can take. How much longer I can hold on. Patience growing thin. Madness growing strong. I need out. Gone. Away. Far. From everyone and everything in this life. I hate this life. I hate it. I hate. I hate. I hate. I hate. I am falling to pieces. Apart. Down. Away. I am trapped. Like a rat. In a cage. No song. No tune. Trapped. Drowning. Down. Gone. I am miserable by all meaning of the word. I am in a horrible place. I am in horror. My heart is empty. Hollow. Dried up. Flaking away. Piece by dreaded piece. I am so sad. So sad. So sad. So sad. So sad. Gone. I want to be away. I want to run. To leave. To go. To go. I am so trapped. Everything is caving in. Collapsing. Falling. I cannot handle it. I cannot hold on. This burden is so great. So sad. So sad. I want out. Away. Gone. Forever.