Forever Valley

I'm stuck on my own head sometimes. Stuck on a valley that supposed to work just for memory. For logic. Spider lilies were my favourite flowers before the valley. I never knew what was enchanting on them. They just were red and simple. They weighed a tough meaning, though. Maybe I saw myself through the meaning. But now, I can´t think about it. The Valley consumes everything that I was back then. I guess I was always a spider lily for the Valley. I was always the loss, the desperation of what I could be on the future.

I guess that's my name now. Spider lily was always my name. The Valley had always decide it.

I'm trapped since a time that I don't remember. I guess I just happened to wander here until I knew I was trapped. It isn't scary. It's just dark. And I like dark. But it's lonely. That's bad. It's been days since I feel I'm walking in circles. Until now, I thought the Valley was infinite. It had no entrance and no exit. But now I know it's an endless cicle. Always the same. It never changed. But, then again, there wasn't a beginning. And I don't think there's an ending either. The Valley is silent. Is lonely, unfortunately.

That's all I know from this Valley. It doesn't have name. But I had one prepared for the chance I could write about it: Forever Valley. I will be here forever.