whats the point in fighting if your just going to fail?
trying to swim to the top… you can see it.. but it isnt there.
your drowning. sinking further into the grave you dug yourself.
theres nothing to grab, nothing to hold onto.
you start to get a grip, but then you slip again and spiral down into the darkness.
you cant breathe, cant speak, and soon, your heart wont beat.
everyone has their problems. depression. anxiety. self harm. alcoholism. drug abuse. addictions.
we all have something.
no one is perfect.
we have flaws. we make mistakes. we hurt people who dont deserve to be hurt.
we rip eachother apart.
the world is made of evil.
but there is still good.
somewhere, in everyone, is good. a sliver of hope. something that tells me you, yes YOU, can be saved.