These white walls stare at me. Day by day by day...you begin to forget the walls are even there.

And in the happiest moments, you wouldn't even dream of white walls. No. Not at all. You'd be thinking of the smile across your face, with the breeze through your hair; the sweetest of scents filing everywhere around you.

It's as if you're high on your own happiness. So high that all threads of the past and future cant be seen. It's just strictly living in the present, living off that high.

There are certain boundaries, restrictions, and alterations to these 'highs'. When ever you go up, even a little bit, it leaves room for you to fall. The higher you go, the more you will fall and hear your bones break against the ground.

It seems the worst fall is when you slowly fall, staring at the ground as it threatened you to collide. It's the worst because you know your falling, and yet you haven't hit the ground yet. As it dangles you there, slowly falling, it feels like forever.

Still not touching the ground, the high and happiness is fading. It's growing colder as the wind passes you.

The ground is getting closer now, but it's still hard to tell if the ground is just taunting you again. A rash realization hits you when the collision occurs. Unlike a clean fast fall, you don't hit the ground and roll over in pain. The fall picks up speed in the last moments of the fall, the wind is chilling like ice on the skin.

The surface burns your numbed skin as you slide across the surface. Dirt, grass, rocks, all eating away at your torso. However, you are still falling as your face is sliced with the rest of your body.

When it feels as if nothing else can be felt through your body you stop. Every bit of momentum goes crashing into the ground, you're stuck there.

It's hard getting up and healing after a fall like that. Your body isn't broken or skinned, but mangled into a thousand different directions to the point where you don't even look human.

The pains that you feel after the fall never goes away, but stays with you forever.