Sunrise is just a few hours away, but the rain pours too hard for me to notice. Instead I focus a bright screen, staring at images that should make anyone smile, yet my eyes water, sting.
I’m losing an epic battle of feelings, depression whispering into my ear, tempting me away from my pedestal. I struggle, fighting with the last of my strength. I’m pushed off onto the ground now trapped in a whirlpool of mud, sinking, suffocating. I never get pulled in though, forever trying to escape.
Nobody seems able to save me and I’m left wondering “what did I do to deserve this?” One moment I’m laughing, glowing like the only star in the night sky.
Now I’m confined, lonely, and muddled with no hope. I spend my next days wondering how I’ll break free.