In a world of possibilities, beauty, dreams and hopes. We are all forced inside boxes of concrete. Doing work for governments that never wanted you to have any of those things you dream about as a kid. You see the light dim inside the eyes of others and wonder where did all the magic and beauty dissapear.

My only refugee being my own mind and substances which help me escape the world of pain created by society. The more you see, the more you realize that you cant escape the emptiness. Slowly you learn to live with it and it gets easier but you still feel the abyss always watching you.