Don't give up

The thoughts that run through me as I keep on struggling to search for a job.

It's enough... I've done enough, haven't I?

“Don't give up...” a voice whispered in my mind. I ignore it. I pretend I don't hear it. I'm just tired... Tired of everything. Tired of it all.

“It's not that bad. The world isn't going to end.” Again, that voice. I know it's right, but it doesn't feel that way.

I just want to lie in the water, let the waves drift me away, let the tide bring me under and let the all consuming darkness take me over.

No feelings, no pressure, no light, no warmth, no cold. Just nothing... I'll embrace the darkness as it swallows me whole.

“But this is not enough...” I say as I pull myself together and stand up. “I'm not done with living. I'm not done with enjoying this life. And I'm not done with you yet.” The demons before me back off as a light starts to radiate from inside of me. I take my bow, generate an arrow out of thin air, let it be filled with light and shoot it through the darkness that's around me.

“I'm not going down. I'm stronger than you think. This won't break me! You'll have to do better than that!” I shout out loud.

The demons fade away and turn into a thought, an existence, a substance that has only one word. 'Life'. It tries to throw me down and down again, but I won't give up. I'll keep standing up. I'll have my moments of weakness and let the darkness consume me for a little bit. The wound will heal and I'll come out stronger.

And then the dream ends. I open my eyes, ready to face the world again.