It's an uncomfortable place, it's nothing but cold and darkness surrounding you. You're alone and feel nothing but emptiness because it seems like everything is crashing down on you. It's hard to breathe. Chest is tight and eyes are watery. Everything feels like a blur.
You tell yourself to breathe and calm down but the little voices in your head overpower those thoughts. It's those constant voices saying you're not good enough and you'll never make it out, start to plant itself in your brain.
It's a trap. Mentally, physically and emotionally you're drained.
Trying to get yourself back into a better mind-space. You try to swim back up to grasp a bit of air, searching for that little bit of light to guide you. How are you supposed to look for something that isn't there? You catch yourself swimming in circles trying to find your way but have no energy to go on any longer. You can't seem to stay afloat and begin to fall deeper and deeper. As if somethings holding onto you by the leg, dragging you back down. It's the weight of all your weaknesses, insecurities and failures tightening it's hold on you. It's piercing deeper and deeper into you, to a point where you're back at stage one. Maybe giving up is the way out?
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Unsteady
Short StoryThis is my first book. I'm not an expert in these things but this is a compilation of my short thoughts about pain, hurt and depression. It comes in parts and won't be out all at once.
