Here I lie in a room, alone. Due to my mood, its like lying in my own casket. Posters look at me with empathy, Posters entice me. I've been this room alone about 5 hours. Feels like an eternity since she left. This posters have been the only ones keeping me company. My mind is hollow, empty, filled with anger and jealousy I cannot describe. This silence slowly driving me crazy. Is this purgatory? Trapped in my head, in this room, alone.