Depression

I'm in a dark dark place.

A place so dark that there isn't a faintest trace of light.

A place so dark that you feel like the whole world had deserted you.

A place so dark that you're afraid to hope.

A place so dark that it seems pointless to scream for help.

A place so dark that no one could reach me. And I can't reach out.

I've lost count of the times I break down and cry in a day. I looked in the mirror, and I couldn't recall when was the last time I was truly happy.

There's so much pain and anger in me that I don't know what to do with myself. Then there's so much fear and loneliness that I almost feel paralysed.

I wake up every morning, only wanting to go back to sleep.

Nothing seems to be getting better, I only feel like I've sunk deeper than the day before.

And my only relief comes in a little white tablet called Stilnox.

I feel so alone.

So. So. Alone.