Have you ever felt like you're running in circles? Like you can't breathe? Pain, regret, sorrow, despair, disappointments suffocating you? No matter how hard you kick, and fight you just can't win the fight back to happiness? To the life that you knew before where there was happiness, love, hope, surprises, and euphoria?
Well my dear readers I think that I have come to that point in my life. Sure sometimes as I travel through the chaos I get small glimpses of a break from all the misery and yet it seems that as soon as i set eyes upon it, it vanishes.
I'm sorry but this snapshot is going to be a little depressing...
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Slowly she has found herself trapped in a deserted building. At what point did this happen? Wasn't it just yesterday that she was in a bright, sunny field filled with love and cheer? Was there no warning at all? There couldn't have been, she would have foreseen this and put a stop to it at the very first signs. She starts to descend down the stairwell. She needs to get out of this desolate, lonely edifice. It is slowly taking a toll from her, and that toll is her happiness, passion, love, optimism and sanity. Each step that she takes her breaths start to come quicker as memories flood her mind. Realization strikes: there had been plenty of warnings. She just refused to acknowledge them. She starts to drown, she tries to cry out but it is muffled by her loneliness. Her pace quickens, at this point she is now running down the stairs. She starts taking them two at a time. Where is she? How does she get out? There has to be a way out! She feels as if she isn't getting anywhere. It's like the nightmare where you're trying to run away but you aren't moving at all. "HELP!" she cries. Tears water the skin on her face and her sobs ricochet off of the walls. Another step, and then another step, and another unanswered cry for help. Alone she continues to dart down the stairs. With every step she takes she becomes more frantic, there has to be a way to escape! There is always a way out, a way back. She wishes that she could take it all back, she will do her best to make things right just somebody please help her! Her cries echo around her and she falls down. She gives up and crumples into a pathetic mess on the stairs. She rocks back and forth and realizes that this is what she chose. She did this to herself, she has no one else to blame. This is the result of her choices, this is her life.
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Once again I'm sorry that this snap shot is such a downer, but it just came out. I can't control it. Remember that no matter how strong a person may seem, they are human. Everyone is dealing with heartaches, regrets, pain, and well, life. Never refrain from doing a kind deed to someone because they're "so strong and they won't need it." No one shows their weaknesses, we all wear a mask to some extent.
