Clouds still hang around here

Everything is so foggy, what time is it. Many months have past, couple years, some days well to be exact.. 844. These empty halls... I've neglected to fill them they scream at me, reminding me how cold they are, a presence so strong they linger with pain a pain I've been meaning to let go of. I wonder if it just runs in my blood, a heavy existence Ill forever be burdened with.. or its because I feel everything so deep. Tally O dear Bleeders For I have returned with so much that it has occurred to me that I still have a lot of searching to do..