Confined inside, drowning in your own thoughts. How does it feel? What is it like to know you are slowly killing yourself? And yet you will not let yourself out, let yourself free, let yourself live. The world outside is beautiful, and you only know it through windows. All this because you are afraid of the shadow you see out there.
The one that comes every day.
The one you know will kill you.
So you die your life, because you are too scared to live your death.