Part of me wants to slowly disappear into the darkness of my room. Fade away into nothing and be forgotten by everyone. Consumed by the shadows. It would be a painless transition from this world to the next.
However another part of me wants to escape this dark hole and embrace the sunlight.
The cold and dark of my room is comforting in a sad way. Wrapped up in old blankets as an old radio plays an old song. Lost in memories, slipping away from the present. Not wanting to move forward anymore.
The sunshine tries to breakthrough the covered windows to wake me, but they are held back and fail. Something needs to end this never ending cycle.
This isn't a plea just a confession. Loathing is comforting, darkness is solace, cold brings calm.
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