Chaotically Organized

Real Rock Bottom

September 1st, 2024

She thought she had hit rock bottom before, ricocheting off the sharp edges as she tried to find her ground.
She thought she had already met and dealt with the person who would ever give her the most pain.
She was so certain and she re-built herself with the idea that she would never touch those sharp rocks again.
She'd ensure someone saw her, cherished her, understood her wants and needs as a partner, and would never dream of putting her through the battles she'd already been through.
She blinked too fast and it was like her whole world crumbled beneath her, she tried to find a way to escape that dooming pit.
She thought she did everything right, vetted him, believed he was true, maybe she had found her longing dream.
She fell in love so fast and so deep, she thought it was true. She thought that she could fix the cracks and create a future.
She hit the real rock bottom, where every single part of her scattered in a million pieces across the dark ground.
She tried to hide the cries as the reality came crashing to her, something she never thought would be possible.
She had loved, she had gave, she had forgiven, she had trusted, she allowed herself to dream, she had given it her all.
She didn't know that in the end, she was falling in love with a fake dream from the moment she laid eyes on him. A show put on just for her longing ears and wanting heart.
She's left alone at that rock bottom, grieving, bleeding, shouting, crying, lost, and hopeless.
She doesn't have any idea how she is ever going to put the pieces back together again.
She thought she would never see this type of darkness again, not at the hands of the person she thought was her beaming ray of sunshine.
She believed she was the moon and the stars to him, that he had found his way home to her.
She hit the real rock bottom.