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Sep 27, 2007 01:01

Night....as black as the raven's wings, and as cold as death. I heard of the festival, but was unable to see it, due to....circumstances.



He is gone again. One day, I could feel his presence, and the next...it's gone. It's been that way for awhile now. At first, it was painful, and I felt sick and didn't want to do much of anything, but...I have to be strong. Strong like my mother was, even if they broke her. Things aren't going to happen like we had dreamed and hoped in this place, but...I can find happiness, even without my god. And judgment...I cannot judge here. I had tried, so many, many times, but...I'm realizing now that it's okay. They have their justice system. Justice will prevail, and the innocent can be protected now without me. Silent Hill is my courtroom, the City is not. The events of the past few months have made that perfectly clear.

Instead, I will try to move forward and be happy, if it's even possible for a monster like me.

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