It’s like drowning in your own thoughts…
Thoughts of sadness and despair.
It’s losing control.
It’s like someone else lives inside your head, feeding you with thoughts… thoughts that hurt, thoughts of fear, of hopelessness. Stories of despair, of loss, of betrayal, of tragedy.
When everything outside seemed so normal, so calm…
Thoughts of the past keep on playing…again and again and again.
It’s tiring to CONTROL the flow of thoughts…it’s tiring to LET GO and give in.
The world keeps on spinning. Everyone keeps on moving. But the THOUGHTS stayed, oblivious of time…unaware of what’s real.
Something inside has died.
ZEST FOR LIFE.
Sometimes, butterflies do appear…
But darkness shall swallow it until nothing remains…but emptiness…and lots and lots of darkness…