Stranded in silence, with nothing but my thoughts and memories can be overwhelming at times. Not only am I alone in my own head, it's the emotions that comes with every embedded image burned into my brain that seems to be holding me captive with no hope of freedom.
The fear I fear most in life is losing myself in my own mind. Wondering forever in the ciaos that was built by my own and tormented with the disappointments and faults I endured along the way. It almost feels like running in the darkest of the night, trying not to fall in what seems to be like quick sand that once stepped in, slowly starts to swallow me and knowing that even if I cry for help no one is going to be there to save me.
As my body is trying to struggle to survive in the world I left it in, my mind tries to die with every intention of taking me along with it. Sometimes when I watch the stars at night I whisper underneath my breathe wishing that when I awake the next morning I would have no more unwanted memories or thoughts but to only have the good.
It's a hopeless wish that will never be heard, it can be pointless to some. Still I will always find myself sending out a wish every other day, only because it makes me feel the excitement of what if.
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