Spending some time in solitary gave me a weird journey through my own mind. Reading up old memoires, I realized what an asshole I've been to a certain someone. How I tainted my own sanctuary with lies and deceit, something I will never do again. While the truth was hidden in there the first moment I mentoined her name.
The sky's been bleeding for days now, and I enioy every drop of it. Like an addict I'm sucking up every drop I can get, and it gets me high everytime. The sun that appears after every episode just shows the saying is true. And it gives me something to smile about.
My mind painted thoughts over everything that surrounded me, that silly bird I once had feelings for came to visit me time and time again. In the mean time the world mentioned her name several times, with occasionally playing her songs on the radio.
These old four walls stayed the same through each phase, everything they embrace changed with the seasons. The past decade of my life is written all over on these walls, each night they tell me another story, another memory.
Tomorrow I'll be reunited with my new 4 walls, my unwritten walls.
~ Spirit Walk