Limited to prison cell; one conjured by oblivion. Of different context, but it's a silent treatment as someone said it was. Flourished by endless laughter but damned by muted conversations; I dare not seek jeopardy. To taste of such humane mental-torture and torment, what more could there be to engrave it's name on a wrecked mind. A nation's third degree of education; an opportune of utter distaste for what has been deemed insanity of regulation.


Yes, I am bothered.