My eyes hurt. I've spent the last few days thinking and everything that I try to keep inside of me keeps boiling over. I question everything: my past, my present, my future. Will I live my dream again? Will I ever be out of this darkness? Will I make people proud once more or am I destined to be a complete and utter failure at everything I do?
That word looms over my head and I feel the tears well up again. I feel as though every task I take on in life ends in a fiery mess of chaos and pain. Every time I pull myself up to my feet to trudge on with life, chaos comes to knock me back down. I fight with myself every day to keep going. I smile for everyone around me, I take on as much pain and burden so that those around me can feel better. But I can never ask someone to return the favor. When I cry, I'm scolded for doing so, being told that I live the better life.
My eyes water again.
My eyes hurt. It's a constant circle that I can't seem to pull myself out of. The darkness consu