The Pit

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The hotter it gets the more sad songs I listen to,
I listen to the same songs I listened to last summer.
I tried to keep myself out of this pit.
This pit of self hate and harm.
I kept myself out of that hell hole for so long.
But my arms are starting to give out.
I've kept myself dangling off that ledge for so long.
But I'm starting to weaken again.
I don't think I can hold on for long.
But I'm trying.
I'm trying really hard.
But my arms keep giving out.
And my legs are slipping.
But it's only a matter of time that I loose strength.
And I fall.
It will take forever to get myself back up.
It will take forever to gather up the strength to crawl back out of this pit I've dug myself into.

And I only have myself to blame.

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