I hated darkness, but the darkness seems to take a liking to me. It was always so hollow, lifeless and most of all, you don’t know what’s around you.
I didn’t know how many minutes have passed since I have been in this dark, eerily quiet hole. I don’t know if it is already night or if it is morning already, but the only thing that I know is to stay alive. But it seems to be such a hard task to do. My stomach feels like its eating my insides. My skin is sticking to my bones, making me look like a skeleton that has been covered in thin cloth.
I am slowly losing my mind, I hate it when I am all alone, it’s when my fears and demons resurface, making me remember everything that had happened in my life, bad or good.
I am currently rocking myself back and forth while in a fetal position where
