What is the worst prison?
I can tell you. It's not a single cell with bars on the window. It's not a padded room with only the sound of your insane laughter to keep you company. It's not in a cage, where you are trapped like an animal. No none of those compare to the worst prison of all. Ah I see you shake your head. You wonder what could be worse than being trapped in a cell. Well let me tell you my dears, the mind. Yes, yes the mind. That useless thing that you carry with you always.
That damn thing that makes you feel, that makes you love. Ah your catching on now, aren't you? Yes well I can tell you, the mind is a horrible place to be trapped in. It is the worst torture ever; it tends to turn against you. You want to run away, it won't allow it. It follows you everywhere, like chains welded to your skin. It won't leave you alone; when that's all you want. Yes my dears I believe the mind is in fact the worst place to be.
You ask how I know this.
Well my sweet innocent child, Erik has been trapped in it for as long as he can remember.
A/N: I don't own Erik. I was feeling trapped today and Erik seems to be my outlet for my depression.