"Yes, that's the key word, the most awful word in the English tongue. Murder doesn't hold a candle to it and hell is only a poor synonym." (Stephen King) Prose or poetry.

Alone.

Everyone has felt alone at one point of their lives. Some more than others. I have been there. I can be surrounded by people who love me and make me happy and yet I can still feel alone. Hell wouldn't be so bad. Maybe there I'd find answers.

-Mads