Down The Rabbit Hole!!

I find it hard to seek for help even at the darkest hour. Prefer to use resources at hand before requesting for assistance. Life isn't easy, day after day, decisions decisions. When I wake, battling to find the inner energy to finish the day. Constantly searching for a reason to quit. Bedside, a slightly opened box, awaiting my resignation...To follow the life that so many others do, easy. And at night, when my body lays, I struggle to shut down and rest. To drift into a dream of pleasant scenes, or darkness. Music. Silence. Life or death. I believe, at this point, even nightmares are welcomed.

Coming across pictures, I remember your face but it breaks my heart to no longer remember your voice.

It's become a dark place here. The noise is getting louder. The pain in his vocal cords are getting worse. No sound. Not moving. But eyes that follow. The ringing in his ears, the blood rushing through his veins, burning palms connected to freezing finger tips. Normal. For him.

This show!!!!