Eyes closed shut, lips pursed tightly together, breath held in like the most valuable thing on earth. I am swept back to bad decisions, nights cold and lonely - surrounded by people I used to know. This time of year, despite the weather or temperature, always drags me back. A rebirth of all the decisions I've made, like watching old video clips of a time so long ago. I wander through the memories, giving them each my acknowledgment. Walking down the long, dusty corridor to where the demon's wait. They've been expecting me. It won't be long now, till the warmth of the sun and the smell of the air has me closing the doors and opening up the windows. Reminding myself I knew better, and got here somehow, and some day's will just be harder. Summer is on it's way, willing to ease my broken mind some... and carry me back home.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZI5xUDElgk
have fun at "home" *thumbs up*
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