Dec 22, 2006 00:45
I close my eyes and lean my head back. The gentle patting of water on my face is so comforting. The rain has not stopped here for two days, unusual weather for this time of year in Chicago. Last night and the day before I've almost reached the point of no return in depression. The rain has begun to erode the layers of corruption that consumed me. A slow process but one that will continue to happen.
I see it now, everything I've done. Many things were quite foolish, but not many people have been in the situations I've been. Not everyone is equipped to handle such stress all the time. I used to be able to until the years and years soon ate away at my protective armor. Now... now I stand naked and defenseless against the onslaught of pain and stress.
I'm learning to slowly dodge those oncoming attacks. Slowly..but surly.
It takes a lot of time to heal a real broken heart and I've put it off for far too long.
Suicide isn't me... depression isn't me... What I've become is not me.
I will get back to myself, I will not be held down any longer by these chains. Let it rain... wash my sins clean again and allow me a new beginning. One free of the pain that consumes me, free from the envy that devours my soul... Let me be me again and let it never stop.