These walls in this room breathe with me. The room being my only companion. My partner to face the outside world. These white walls stand by me. They comfort me. They won't ever hate me. They won't wish to correct my flaws. They don't care what I mess up on.They won't judge me. They won't expect me to be better that I can possibly be. These walls may not speak but the comfort they hold keeps me in one peice.
June 5, 2009