I wanted freedom.
I don't feel regret from the things that I've done in search of my freedom.
I won't regret the stuff I've done, even my worst mistakes, because it means I was free to make them my own.
I am free and in search of what freedom feels like. I've been confused between the meaning of destruction and freedom.
They sound the same to me.
Double-edged sword.
I was locked up inside the tower; but my room wasn't upstairs, I didn't have a window to look out from and yearn.
Instead I was confined inside the merely lit dungeon, where my mind wondered and my heart coveted.














