There are not enough stars in the sky that could cry with me and make me feel better. Once the decision settled down in my mind, it hurt like fire burning your skin. Panic altered my breathing and put me in a closed and dark box. A low voice was singing in my head telling me what to do, but it did not register. It feels horrible that I cannot just make a quick decision and move on with my life.
Your face won't leave my head, but rage comes along to open my eyes and show me the reality. My life has become a burden to me. My fantasies aided me in believing everything was normal and I lived in a perfect world. The walls I built myself are now being crashed down and revealing the cold and dark world I actually live in. Somebody needs to rescue me from myself and show me the reality. I must wake up from my dreams and open my eyes to the unseen.
Living like a prisoner has become normal and who holds me captive is myself only. Obviously there is someone singing in my ear and persuading me to stay. But on the other side there is another song I must follow.
Please help me! Please rescue me! Please save from myself! One step is all it takes. It is definitely the most difficult one, but not impossible to the human being, not impossible to me!
The world I live in is filled with blood. Red is the only color my eyes can see. Pain is the only thing my heart can feel. Could I ever love myself?
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