It's peaceful, isn't it? Watching the deep blue water rush forward, pull back slow, and rush forward again. But behind the beauty is something absolutely horrifying. The depths at which the monsters and pain go is nearly unbearable. The lonely nights where the waves simply crash on the beach, trying to escape what lies within them. But no matter how hard they try, the horrible demons follow them, clinging to the life force.
Sounds interesting right? What if I too you that this is the human mind? That the beauty you see on someone's face isn't always what goes through to the soul. So many people walk around, fighting their inner demons with a smile on, while the rest of them ignore every sign.
Every smile is a scream. Every particle of makeup is their skin cracking. And every laugh is a cry for help. But all of this lies within their eyes. And no matter how hard they try, words cannot describe the pain and suffering they go through each day. The amount of effort it takes to get out of bed. Or get dressed. Or just fucking face the day. Or takes so much effort.
So maybe they aren't as energetic as they used to be. Maybe they don't put in the same amount of effort as they used to. But don't put them down for it, or scold them, because the fight they're in is far greater than what yourew complaining about. These people need help and need support. So do not, I mean DO NOT, put them down or make them feel worse about themselves.
They already have to give themselves reasons each morning why they should get out of bed and not kill themselves. Why life is worth living.
And I'm one of them.
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