The darkness.

The Darkness deep inside of me, is about to break out, I dont want it to take controle I want to fight against but I can’t do it without your help.

The experiences I’ve been through is the source of the darkness, every bad memory makes it stronger and even darker.

I can feel the arms of the darkness, the cold, dark arms tightning the grip, trying to make me back off, take away my life, everything I love.

I have to get through this, I just can’t do it alone... I need help, I have to ask for help, I just can’t I don’t want you to feel bad, I want you to be happy and live like nothing’s wrong with me.
I know this makes you sad/angry though I have to say it.