I'm sitting in the car. The driver's seat. No, I'm not driving to a real place, instead I drive straight to the past. "Wait, stop! Can you not see all the red signs?", My mind warns. But this time I'm not going to resist. I'm a mess. I'm certain this isn't good for me.I'm in the eye of the storm. A storm created by conflicting thoughts in my head and heart. The worst battle. I laugh a bit when I think about how a good memory can bring me to my knees.I'm not friends with the demons inside my head. Right now, I am the demon. My body's numb. I feel like a phoenix burnt down to ashes, only, I'm not strong enough to rise again. I've stopped thinking. I hate this, I hate myself. COME BACK YOU FOOL, IT'S NOT WORTH IT!!", My mind's in a frenzy by now.
I can finally feel something again. A pulse. It's dull. I'm still breathing, slowly. It's a sign, I'm still human. Maybe that's a blessing and a curse, the ability to feel so much.
I drift back to reality, with just one thought in my mind - "The only way out, is through."
I can finally feel something again. A pulse. It's dull. I'm still breathing, slowly. It's a sign, I'm still human. Maybe that's a blessing and a curse, the ability to feel so much.
I drift back to reality, with just one thought in my mind - "The only way out, is through."
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