I'm there again, I'm in the black hole, I can't see anything I only feel hurt, beaten, so unbelievably sad. I can only think dark dreary things. I'm trying to talk myself out of it, my words are falling on deaf ears.
I'm thinking if I type maybe my eyes will catch on and I can start my way back out of this place.
Reading my sadness just makes me sadder.
I am exhausted but not to a point of sleep. As much as I want to sleep and wake up happy, I don't want to miss the few minutes of daylight.
I'm afraid of the dark.
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