Is there any light? Is there any hope? For me..
Can I be any different than this? Better than this?
Feel lost, naked in this wet and cold shadow..
Crawling and digging. My hands hurt so bad.
Perhaps I deserve it. Or is this a passage that need to be done?
I can not give up on me. Can not walk out on me.
I will go on.. in silence
Looking and listening, picking up all the pieces.
I'm kind of blind now.. by these torturous feelings and thoughts.
They took me to the most dark forest and inside it I'm not able to see or even breathe. I feel trapped.
But I'll keep fighting.. I'll get rid of this mess that I put myself in.
I'll wait.. for me.
I know I'm out there.
Somewhere..
