Shallow breaths are all I can take, I feel so suffocated..so trapped. It seems everywhere I turn there's another wall, no doors to open, no windows to let in the light. Day by day the room keeps getting smaller-- turning, moving, hoping all becoming so difficult to do. I need air, I need space..I need to feel the wind blowing through my hair, the sun warming my skin. I want to free every caged animal in hopes of somehow freeing my soul from the torments of the bars encasing it. Days, weeks, months all blending together. Nothing changes...nothing new. I'm choking on the dust slowly filling my tiny prison. The bars around my soul keep getting tighter. I'm told my eyes look dim, how can anyone tell when there are no windows, no doors? Will it ever get any better?