Idk what it is but I can’t seem to do anything right. There’s a weight hanging down on my shoulders, there’s a sad cloud above my skies. I want to escape but I can’t just yet. It’s killing me slowly daily. It’s choking me and I’m in agony.
I’m yearning to escape.
So much is going on all at once and I just can’t seem to win.
Trying to hold a firm mentality and trying to let go of the problems I can’t fix myself but it’s far too great of a burden to simply let go.
But I must.
I must let go although doing the most for the sake of peace that is never truly kept.
I must let go and hope beyond hopes that things work out sooner than later and of course for the better.
I’m hoping and working tirelessly for the better.
Trying not to give up. Trying to cope with little to no hope, simply a wish for shit to get better. Trying to be strong.
I work vigorously to fight depression… thinking I’ve finally escaped it’s clutches while somehow I realize that along the way I’ve just been running deeper into its dungeon.
I thought I was over these thoughts straddling me. Thought I was over these burdens along for the ride.
I thought I escaped. Sigh.
Even at my wits end.
All the way to the very last straw,
All and all, regardless of the headaches and overthinking hoping shit works out; regardless of the late nights up wondering if I’ll ever get to the ‘better stage’… I won’t give up.
I’ll keep trying to overcome. I’ll keep trying. It’s worth it.
It’s worth fighting hard to escape.