Hell- the depths of despair.
I feel it must be similar to being enslaved by your own mind, trapped in your own prison cell, created by you personally.
I don't think that's even the worst part.
The. WORST. Part. Is when you find out your okay there, maybe even preferred it for awhile. Then so much times passes, it becomes all you know.
You might even freak out a bit once you realize. But I think that fades, and your just there. After more time passes, you encounter subtle reminders of the bright being you once were. Questioning yourself, as if that's even possible.
Your realizing people miss you, they need you, you need them. YOU NEED TO CARE. Your calling out, screaming.....
No one can hear you though.
Before you were just too desperate for an escape, so sick of people pleasing, tired of taking care of everybody, and never yourself. You then became the architect of what now has your power, it controls you, wants you to surrender.
The way I Iook at it.
Simple.
Your gonna have to figure it out. Right? Yes, that's the only way. Take your power back!
Outmaneuver your mind. Your sanity depends on it. Your dreams, your daughter. YOURSELF🖤

© Aura Roze