You walk into a dark lit room, there is a metal table and chair in the middle, placed directly under the hanging dim light. there is all white walls around, you circle the room. the come back to realize the door is gone.
you become trapped in your solitude, similar to being trapped in your own mind. slowly but surely the voices, the thoughts, begin to appear,
why am i here? who put me in here? am i trapped ? what if i die in here? will any one be worried? should i be worried? is this because i wasn't a good enough daughter? a good enough girlfriend?
Its the silence, its a scary place to be alone in. once your in a silence place of being the memories come back, the voices, the shouting and yelling, the images from a past you so desperately tried to forget. but not hard enough i see. you still are haunted by the ghosts of yesterday.
Your demons eating at the very little sanity you have left. tell you are never good enough. that you never will be. Not as a daughter .Not as a girlfriend, not as a best friend. not as anything. you continue to walk around this room, remembering everything. Why it happened. How it was your fault. The family screw up. the imperfect daughter. the waste of space. The useless and mindless idiot.
how we dream of a world where we can be accepted and loved. Wanted and desired. For some maybe that is just a dream for a far away future. But dont worry for you will never sit in silence, your demon shall never leave you side.
