Its the tears that flow from one eye to the other. Its the the sound of silence that goes around my ears. Its the rappid repeating of trying to breathe with my lungs. Its the nothingness I feel within my soul. Its the loneliness I feel deep in my heart. Its the heaviness I feel in my bones when I try to move. They ask me "are you okay?" My answer is always the same "I'm just tired." Who knew that one dark thought could lead to more. Its the relentless thought's of 'what if' and 'what happened' that keep racing in my mind. I won against my demons before, but unfortunately I won the battle not the war.
