Ever gotten to a certain point where your life feels like its crumbling bit by bit, like you are dragging your own weight and everything that you try just does not seem to go as planned. You go to bed wishing that tomorrow will be a better day than the last but it’s not. You start doubting yourself and suddenly you find yourself in this dark and endless pit that is full of anguish and sorrow. Abruptly you find yourself being antagonised by your own demons. You so desperately fight to find a way out, but they keep holding you back. Constantly struggling and fighting you realise that it is no use.
At this point you feel helpless, you feel the weight of your own thoughts as they slowly start to bury the little bit of happiness that is inside of you. You can feel the cold and heavy chains wrapped around you, keeping you away from what you truly desire and your own happiness. Slowly but surely more Doubt finds a way into your mind. You start questioning the very meaning of life, the meaning of your own existence. Frustrated from not getting any kind of response for these questions. Your entire world starts to turn colder by the day and your emotions turn as grey as the clouds on rainy day.
I know what it’s like, I know the feeling of being hugged so tight by your own thoughts and emotions that you can feel their cold yet rough skin press against your body, drowning you and every little bit of warmth that was once within you. It feels like no one seems notice you anymore, like you are screaming as loud as you can, yet no one bothers to even look your way. At this point you’re frustrated even more, and you invite even more doubt into your mind. “Am I worth it?”. Is life really worth all this pain and anguish that I face every single day, will anyone even know that I no longer exist If I were to end my life? Matter of fact, would anyone even care? These are the thoughts that run through my mind, these are the thoughts that torment me when I close my eyes, these are the thoughts that drive me into a pit of despair and these are the thoughts that make me walk with my demons on my shoulder every single day.
_Everyone has Demons within themselves, they are metaphors for the human condition.
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