I remember one night in particular, lying in complete darkness whilst the house slept on in silence. Pain exploding within me as an endless flood of tears spilled down my cheeks, fear racking through me at the thought of not escaping this. Because being in that much pain terrified me. I didn't know how I'd get out. If I could get out. Every bad moment flooded me at once and I was lost within it, drowning endlessly beneath waves of my own memories, fears and thoughts. I was scared of what would happen if I fell much further as my mind edged dangerously close to somewhere that lay in my deepest fears. Somewhere I was sure I would never be strong enough to escape. I lost all hope of being happy, forgot about true genuine joy and lived within a battlefield of thoughts and fears. But never once did I give up on myself. Never once did I give in completely no matter how tired of it I was. Because you find something or someone to fight for and you fight for it endlessly. And you never give up.
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In The Oceans Of Me
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