LOST IN THE DARKNESS
I'm not okay. I always have these feelings bolted within me. I just can't fathom or describe them. I feel awful for myself, and I just know that I'm not just okay.
It's like a rush of all the emotions acting up right on this moment and spot. How do I let you in on this struggle? How do I describe to you that I can't even understand the way I'm feeling right now? How do I just let the world know? How?
It's like a rush of all the emotions acting up right on this moment and spot. How do I let you in on this struggle? How do I describe to you that I can't even understand the way I'm feeling right now? How do I just let the world know? How?
I feel stuck up in this dark, loneliest place. I feel trapped to this hook down my throat, choking me. I feel overwhelmed by these things happening around me. I feel weakness down my infant leg where strength should. I just feel not okay.
Does my choice of words describe these emotions? I feel my words have failed me; I feel like no one can really imagine or relate to the way I feel. It's like I'm speaking a language that no one understands and it's exhausting.
Does my choice of words describe these emotions? I feel my words have failed me; I feel like no one can really imagine or relate to the way I feel. It's like I'm speaking a language that no one understands and it's exhausting.
Right on that edge of life, where I can't move forward because before me is this high cliff that I tremble at its height, where backward is not an option because right there are protruding thorns eager to penetrate down my spine.
Just which way should I take on right now? Right in this darkness, my impending doom, where I am void of what I'm feeling. Right on that spot, one certainty is clear: I'm not unhappy, but I'm not happy either. I'm just fleeting and flipping.
Just which way should I take on right now? Right in this darkness, my impending doom, where I am void of what I'm feeling. Right on that spot, one certainty is clear: I'm not unhappy, but I'm not happy either. I'm just fleeting and flipping.
I'm just here, lost in thoughts of my pain, yet unknown to them. I'm just here, lost in nothingness. I'm just here and there, hoping. I'm not just okay. I'm a puzzle with missing pieces, trying to find my way through the darkness.
Every step I take feels like a struggle. Every breath I make feels like a chore. I'm constantly searching for a way to escape this prison of emotions, but every door I open leads only to more darkness and despair.
Every step I take feels like a struggle. Every breath I make feels like a chore. I'm constantly searching for a way to escape this prison of emotions, but every door I open leads only to more darkness and despair.
I'm trapped in a never-ending cycle of pain and confusion. I'm searching for a lifeline to cling to, but every rope I grab seems to slip through my fingers. I'm falling, falling, falling, with no safety net to catch me.
I'm not okay, and I don't know how to be okay. I'm lost in a world that seems to be moving forward without me. I'm stuck in this rut, unable to climb out. I'm drowning in a sea of emotions, with no lifeguard to save me.
I'm not okay, and I don't know how to be okay. I'm lost in a world that seems to be moving forward without me. I'm stuck in this rut, unable to climb out. I'm drowning in a sea of emotions, with no lifeguard to save me.
I'm just a soul, adrift in a world of uncertainty. I'm searching for a beacon of hope, a light to guide me through the darkness. I'm reaching out for a hand to hold, a shoulder to cry on. I'm not okay.
In this desolate landscape, I'm searching for a glimpse of hope. A glimmer of light to illuminate the darkness. A whisper of comfort to soothe my soul. I'm not okay, but I'm holding on to the hope that someday, I will be.
In this desolate landscape, I'm searching for a glimpse of hope. A glimmer of light to illuminate the darkness. A whisper of comfort to soothe my soul. I'm not okay, but I'm holding on to the hope that someday, I will be.