When I was a little girl, people told me that things will get better. Well, here’s the thing: they haven’t. Things have stayed the same and in some places, got even worse. I have hit my ‘Rock Bottom’ many times, but each time it seems deeper and harder to climb up to the top.
I am currently trapped in a dark hole with no sides to scale and no bottom to work upwards from. I am still falling and twisting in this darkness and I don’t see the bottom beneath me.
This darkness is toxic, filled with dark thoughts and loneliness. In here, I am isolated from everyone and everything; no-one can reach through. The darkness smothers all light and becomes thicker.
Lights try to shine through the dark, reach down to pull me back up, but I can never reach them. I jump as high as I can, but they always stay that little bit too high.
If people think I have given up, they are wrong. Each day is a constant battle, a war of life vs. death. Each day I fight with my thoughts and impulses, trying to resist them and defy them, but the more I ignore these voices, the more they shout, until I simply cannot ignore them anymore.
I am currently trapped in a dark hole with no sides to scale and no bottom to work upwards from. I am still falling and twisting in this darkness and I don’t see the bottom beneath me.
This darkness is toxic, filled with dark thoughts and loneliness. In here, I am isolated from everyone and everything; no-one can reach through. The darkness smothers all light and becomes thicker.
Lights try to shine through the dark, reach down to pull me back up, but I can never reach them. I jump as high as I can, but they always stay that little bit too high.
If people think I have given up, they are wrong. Each day is a constant battle, a war of life vs. death. Each day I fight with my thoughts and impulses, trying to resist them and defy them, but the more I ignore these voices, the more they shout, until I simply cannot ignore them anymore.
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