19 April 2012
The sky from my window is clearer than ever now. I can see the dolphins jumping in and out of the water happy for the sun to shine. I wondered upon what will happen next...
I left Katie Windsor's house, a small look behind to make sure she wasn't hoping if turn back.
Walking home, I had no interest of telling anyone anything. My only mission was to get home and listen to my heart to hear of what to do next. Without noticing, a small tear had fallen out of my eye and hit the cold stone pavement.
I got home, nobody in. I threw my coat and bag down and ran upstairs to my room and slammed the door and sat on my windowsill. Why did this happen, I don't get it. I should of never have spoken at all. I thought about the ways I could make this right but my mind went blank. There was only one thing I could think of when my life was this destroyed, that it couldn't be rebuild. I thought about what impact it would have on everybody, what would I lose, what would they lose. I have nothing left to lose.
I left my windowsill and I slowly made my way up the old mahogany staircase to the roof. Pictures of my life on the walls reminded me what I'd leave behind other than being the traitor. And there it was. The door. Once closed, not to be opened from the other side. I thought what a good metaphor for this but life didn't seem to be laughable anymore.
I opened the door and walked out onto the high rise rooftop. Pigeons fled in my presence, that seemed fitting for what I had done. I slammed the brick to hold the door open, incase I come up with a way to fix this. The night life of town is buzzing in the sound of car horns, music, and the constant vibrating of people walking around.
I walked closer to admire the view on a nice clear night. My knees felt like jelly, once false move and it's ended. I closed my eyes and leaned forward to freefall in the sky, I wanted to glide down into the depths of this urban nightmare and finally see the day when the lights were out. So there I am. Free falling. Out into nothing. I'm gonna leave this world for a while. But one last thought flew like a dove into my mind. That thought, was the beautiful face of Katie Windsor.
Rain Of Pain Part 6 • Opuss № I