Suffering In Silence

I have my moments where there is light and love and I can go on in this life.

Then, there are moments like these where everything falls apart and I am alone with my screams being muffled by my pillows.

I cannot ask for help anymore because I need to figure out my hurt alone, despite me being everyone else's screaming pillow.

The wounds keep being reopened by history repeating itself and I cannot bear to relive these moments.

I'm drowning.

I just need someone to pull me above water so I can catch my breath,

or I will sink to the bottom with no return.

Endless sleep.