You keep running yourself into the ground like this and someday you won’t be able to get back up anymore.
A cacophony of jarring noise and static buzzes in your head. Your old friend despair has come to pay a visit. He strides in without bothering to knock and embraces you warmly. Funny, you feel the cold wrap around you and draw life out.
These days, everything gets you down and the littlest things get you mad. The mountain before you stands defiant while you stand alone. The fear festers within while you put up your pretense of bravery. You seek rest and solace and companionship and courage but all you find is the drone of static filling your head.
You keep building these walls around your heart and someday no one will bother to try to enter.
