With the razor sharp edge against my skin, I breathe deep and my heart pounds. I’m overcome by the darkness, Crying  my eyes out because of this pain, waiting for it too be over. My breathing gets faster  as I’m ready to slice, then out of nowhere  a little nudge of a wet nose touches my arm. It’s my faithful soul mate, begging me to stop and at the moment the light suddenly appears, letting me know that all will be alright.  I throw my razors far from sight

With the darkness looming over me, I shake in terror as I cannot take this pain. Curled up in a ball, in a corner of this big gloomy cave I call my mind. Waiting and fearing what’s to come. I have again, become a slave to its nurturing ways. Sad and alone,  I struggle to catch my breath. But as  fast as the darkness comes, it begins to fade with shimmers of light shining  through, which start to break these heavy chains away. Then I remember, the darkness will come but the light will always conquer.

I feel so alone and sad that I’m sure the heavens can hear my cries.  emptiness all inside, like an empty cardboard box caught in the rain, all wet and limp, useless to all. When  the sunshine comes and drys me out, I became more myself and have happiness once again. Which last only a little while. The rain slowly start again and I become the cardboard box once again.