Dangerous

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Hellhole

Down and down, I spiral;

I’m out of control,

I feel myself falling

into a gaping, black hole.

And who can save me?

There is no safety net;

my thoughts, they consume me,

why can’t I forget?

I want to be happy,

I crave it so much

but depression, it envelops me

with its cold, devil’s touch.

One day, I will fight this,

and leave it behind;

until then, I will suffer

in the hellhole of my mind.

Writer’s Block #2

I haven’t posted much recently, as you may have noticed. I’m not in the best of places right now. There is so much in my life that I am unhappy with, and although I am trying hard to change certain things, it just isn’t happening for me. Given time, I’m sure it will, but it will be hard work, and there is no option of a quick fix. I can feel myself becoming more and more disillusioned by the day, and I’m slowly spiralling down into a pit of despair. My life desperately needs to change, but I am beginning to doubt my own choices. I have taken so many wrong turns. It would be nice to have someone show me the way, but I am aware that only I can do that. 

So, until I am feeling more myself, I just don’t have the energy or the inclination to write, here or anywhere else. Hopefully this will change in the near future.

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