Here it goes again. I thought I’ve already passed this phase and darkest side of my life but it didn’t. it will never leave me. It will never pass. It may be gone for a while but it still there— haunting me.

It was something I never thought I would ever feel. I felt like nothing was going right. I was beginning to question myself worth and my existence, again. The feeling of being a failure, pressured and worthless.

Lost.

I was beginning to feel it again. I know.  It was like walking alone in an endless road as the dark ray of light keeps on following my foot steps and I can’t do anything. It was like I’m running but my feet became heavy, I was unable to speak even if I was trying to scream.

I’m screaming.

But no one can hear me.

I tried to reach out. I tried talking with the people I trust but there’s no one and nothing can pacify the feeling that I have. It was like a sickness that has no cure. It was the worst feeling that a person could ever feel.

Why me? Why do I have to feel and have this kind of feeling? I never chose this. I refuse to have this.