This post was inspired by Daily Post word prompt: Punishment
Crushing down upon your head. Bruising and pounding. Trapped in the ground.
Wrapping tightly won’t let go. Every word, every touch. Brings in closer the looming pain.
Sharp and clear. Pierce your skin. Blood runs down. The pain returns.
Tempting, taunting. What holds me back? Pain releasing. Tears unfurling.
Laughter and light. Lies and betrayal. Pain and pleasure. Not time for goodbye.
I want to begin something I planned for this blog from the very beginning when my first one finished and this one began about six months later.
Now I’m well into my third month and I guess it’s time I get myself to talk about it because it really is important to me. The subject at hand? Mental health as people like to put it. Or, my brain not quite working right in producing its chemicals. Or struggling with depression and anxiety. You can put any name on it you want to I guess. The name shouldn’t matter should it? It’s just what I’m going through in my mind, in my life. But it’s also what who knows how many others go through and more, worse. Continue reading “The Struggle To Talk”