I jump from ledge to ledge and stop to see them throw dead bodies like hay barrels into carts, and the smell of dingy moist flesh in the air, never really hit me hard in the stomach but always hit in the heart and filled it with rage just to see how inhumane the world can really be and how all the people I know and trusted were down there throwing patients into the creek...

My bed is like my coffin when i sleep, once my eyes close, im somewhere else in the past watching myself make mistakes over and over through out my life then it shows me the good moments....i just wish they were more...I've had a a lot of time to count.....over 200 is bigger than 50..

How could i forget New Willington?....its been 13 yrs since what happened...since i last saw Kraven....i think what he did was the only option though....same with Richard...i miss them both......knock knock............"who is it?"........"Ali.....arent you gonna let me in?....after all weve been through?"
....."....Ri....Richard....?"

I just want a day when i can just go somewhere abandon, no family, no relationships, nothing...just me alone....and feel alive...

by the time i found her she was breathless and pale, not breathing at all, i drag her to the cellar where we use to lay and dream about the future we wanted for each other