I feel like I'm floating in the darkness, but I still lie awake in my room. I know that the world is fooling my mind because it happens everyday. I slip deeper into the unnerving depths of this plain hoping that I will touch down in the realm of dreams. I wish to sleep, but the world won't let my mind feel ease. The screams of terror ringing within my head. Flashes of the children losing their families and also their lives. The last sight before I close my eyes is the vision of myself losing life at the hands of darkness. The darkness consumes my sleep. The terror transfers from one world to the next, my world. It feels so suffocating. My air passages feel closed off. I feel helpless and so very weak. I need to breathe. Someone please help me breathe.
Reason for writing:
I know that there are people in much more messed up situations thatn I am in. I want to do more for them, but I can't seem to do for myself. I know that I can do so much more if I have some help.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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