The last two years have been relentless and I don't know how much more I can take. I'm just existing, there's no living anymore.
Then I think, who brings a beautiful child into this world and then abandons them?
he deserves so much better than me.
It's like I'm waiting around for someone to tell me it's okay, that I can go now. That's not going to happen though.
So I'm trapped. Trapped with the demons, the images, the threats, reliving trauma as though it's happening all over again, people watching me in the streets, the pain, the fear, the screaming - blood, rot, destruction.
I'm lost, I'm tired and I don't see the light at the end of the tunnel.
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