In the darkness of the room there is nothing to distract me from myself and who I have become and what I could have been. But a shadow stirs a light of hope that I can that I can be rescued from myself, that I can become who I desire to be. But that same shadow that gives me hope may also condemn me. For given the choice I will not endure myself any longer, for I will now take my life into my own hands, and change my chosen destiny. By then if my soul has not fled, then he who could save me can have me.