I am a prisoner inside these castle walls. I have committed no true crime except one of that to feed my family. I know they wait for me outside this horrid dungeon and I keep in high hopes that I may soon see them again. I wish to see the light of day once more, and not through the narrow slits I see high above me. If only they could be in the position I am in. The ones who put me here. They could see that this life they make me lead is comparable to a living death. No friend or neighbor to have a meaningless conversation with. Not being able to remember how it feels to hold your children in your arms. That is what I miss the most. Mediocre things that used to come to me everyday and now they are gone. I realize that it is futile to hope and dream. For how can you dream when you are surrounded in a nightmare? Please God, give me the strength to go on, to live with faith, and if my life shall end here inside these stone towers, let me die a noble and righteous man.