Trapped in a Room Created out of Warped Virtue.

He's exhausted as he turns off the lights above his bed. "Tomorrow is gonna suck" he says to himself and in his head, he knows it's true. His heart though, wants to escape it all as heavy as it feels. Staring out the window he smirks while picturing his dead broken body surrounded by glass and blood on the driveway gravel. "If only" he whispers as he starts to crawl under the covers of his silk black bed. He thinks to himself, not for the first time "if only I could escape" as he begins to dream of the outside world.