The white walls creak and crack as blue paint flows freely. Higher and higher we must go the voice outside leading our way. Faster and faster we must go as colors blur into one, orange white and blue. Completing the trails one by one. Hear the champers sing out "I don't blame you". The monotone voices ring out as one when our feet leave the ground. But Beware the light for it will burn till only darkness remains. The very air we breath would **** death it self. Smarter still we must become when life hands us lemons when all I asked for was more time. But do not fear, for this was a triumph. We do what me must, because we can.