Just had to vent

[Salems lot]

It's that feeling. That feeling, of not being able to breath. That feeling, of running a race but always falling behind. It's being afraid of both the light and dark, but staying in the dark because that's all you've ever known.

It's laying in bed at night either fighting the tears or cursing yourself for the inability to cry. It's sitting besides the bathtub at four in the morning, picking up the pieces you know you'll have to pick up again in the future.

It's the lust for help, but the fear of being a burden. It's nothing, feeding on everything. It's waking up in the morning, and instead of preparing breakfast you prepare your mask.

It's not some parasite, easily dealt with. Or a cold, simply swept under the rug with antibiotics. It's something alot more dangerous. Treated with pills that tends to make matters even worse.

And worst of all, it's a part of me.

[Salems lot]

If anyone that reads this feels like this, please listen to Toxic thoughts by Faith Marie. There's an important message in that song I think everyone should know

[ThePoet]

Indigestion... don't eat so fast.