Chatterbox: Inkwell

I have been here so long, I've forgotten my own name. And everything from my past. And... And the reason I was imprisoned here in the first place. All I know is I must be dangerous, to be locked in this tower high above the rest of the kingdom. I hope someone will come by soon... I long to see a face, friendly or not. It feels like forever since I said goodbye to the shadowy figures of my past. Thats the only clear memory I have... Someday I will get my memory back, my soul back. But for now, Im stuck up here, away from the laughter and noise of the careless humans down below... Why am I here? What did I do wrong? I asked myself that every day when I was first imprisoned. But eventually, I stopped talking. I stopped longing for meals, for sunlight, for all the joys of the world. I have accepted my fate. I am to die here, imprisoned in this lonely tower, slowly losing strength. I stopped fighting against the truth long long ago... I've covered the scratches on the walls with paint. Paint. That is my only joy. The can of red paint someone left just inside my cell on my 665th day here. I've covered the walls, the ceiling, the floor. Swirls of red, scenes straight from books and my head, all brought to life with a finger dipped in my supply of slowly-depleting paint. My favorute picture? The image of who I used to be. I painted it as soon as i got the paint, for I had already forgotten the shape of my eyes... I knew I would soon forget my true form. therefor, I painted it. I do not look at that image. It hurts me, hurts this shadow that I have become. I try so hard to remember... yet I cannot bear to face that painting. Cannot bear to. I will close my eyes and try to remember the sound of music, the taste of sugar, the heat of sunlight. But I cannot. I will stay here for much longer before I go... It is my curse, my doom, to be stuck here for enternity, not truly dying but remaining here, the last part of my broken soul lingering within the curls of paint on the walls. I have been here 100 years. I wont be leaving soon.