Stir-crazy -100 word count

Day 5….. or is it 6 of the deep freeze…. I’ve forgotten the days……. trapped inside this fortress of coldness.  The doors remain unlocked and unguarded….. this jailer holds bitter cold and howling winds against me.... alas these guardians I find are stronger than any hope of mine for escape.
Woe and despair linger heavily on my heart as I count the days desperate to find my imprisonment has come to an end for my sentence is unknown as is my crime…… to feel the sun once again upon my face….hope fades as the days march on beyond the gates.

Yes, I'm being overly dramatic here, seems a week without time spent outdoors makes me a little wobbly :)