It has come to my attention, that I am quite tired.
The threshold of beatings I have mentally and emotionally taken are so draining that I'm drowning. But how am I drowning? Thoughts.
Although I feel empty my mind is full and on an endless loop of thought.
Could I? How would I? Should I even?
It's hard to admit outloud and better yet to yourself, that nothing brings you joy anymore.
"But what about your brother that you haven't seen in years?"
"You're always smiling"
"That's life"
Doesn't matter.
Alarm bells should ring when the time comes (which is now) that I admit to building blocks of numbeness having encased the tomb to my emotions. And that I am slipping down that hole myself.
With every day I am getting increasingly set back and there is hope, but it's my journey to find it before I can even walk the path.
If that even makes sense.
At the moment, I am greiving all the feelings I have lost and will continue to lose until I find myself again..
Gosh I hope it's soon.
About the Creator
Katie Berry
I am the once social butterfly turned introvert who is looking for her wings to fly again. A writer by heart, and choice, who seeks inspiration on her journey.
22 years of age and only getting wiser.
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