„In the Abyss of Solitude“

I took a deep breath, then another, until my lungs slowly filled with icy air, yet the knot in my throat remained unyielding. A desperate cough escaped me, and I sank, trembling and crying, onto the cold floor. Trapped in a Storm of cruel thoughts, I curled up and wrapped my arms tightly around my knees. Small and huddled, I lay there in my room, which was suffused with darkness and melancholy. The room mirrored my inner state, reflecting the turmoil in my mind, a place of unrest where thoughts swirled in chaotic whirl.

I thought of everything all at once, yet my mind seemed to dissolve into a fog of nothingness. Negative emotions pelted down on me like relentless raindrops, while at the same time, an deep emptiness spread within me. The loneliness, like a cold frost layer encasing my chest, froze my breath but gave me a strange sense of calm amidst the solitude. Tears streamed endlessly from my eyes, and I sobbed in loud, pitiless sounds until I nearly drowned in a ocean of my own tears.

Desperation drove me to close my eyes, hoping that sleep might liberate me from this ceaseless misery. However, the thoughts grew louder, their voices shouting at me, challenging me, accusing me of being worthless. As I was swallowed in this emotional chaos, I squeezed my eyes shut tighter, as if by this act of will I could banish the pain.

The last thing I felt was the gradual decrease of my breath, sinking into a calm, exhausted rhythm. On the hard floor, I finally found sleep, in the bittersweet hope of never waking up again. I longed to find my peace, to no longer be a burden to others, and to discover the state of happiness that I so desperately sought.