…and your retreat becomes your exile, your shelter becomes your prison, your solitude becomes your silent hell. What you gonna do? Where you gonna go? You carry your own hell under your chest, hoping that one day someone will force the way into the darkest halls of your soul, and free you from your own curse, after fighting your demons. But it doesn’t work that way. What do you think a soul is? A sum of everything you are. So beautiful in its complexity and yet so lonely.

Never hope another soul to free you from your own curse. Its your part to fight your demons, no one will free you from the fears and darkness you had in you all this time, most people are not willing to do it, and the rest are not capable of it.

You fight your own battle alone, who ever may join you is just a companion, a companion that may or may not leave at any given stage,

You cannot rely on others in a world where everyone is fighting for their own promised land…”