Fight it!
But what if…
No. There’s no what if. FIGHT IT.
—But I can’t, I just can’t do it
You can, you don’t want to.
—It’s gonna hurt and I’m tired of hurting
I know it will... but the relief that will come after
Will be even sweeter than the bitterness of now
—But what if it doesn’t come back? What if it’s gone for good?
Then you weren’t there yet, but trust me... it won’t be unless
You don’t try to fight it. Fight for your life, for you.
—I try... I do... but I can’t.
You can. Just take the step back, breathe. It’s not forever.
It’s only temporary, honey, I promise.
… Okay…
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Colorful Chaotic
I write to keep the demons at bay.
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