Nothing but flowers

I feel down, close to being depressed. I feel constriction in my chest, like a heavy weight is pressing down on me. I feel as though I am in a deep hole where it is damp and dark and gloomy and I am all alone with my thoughts that berate me and plague me with questions I have no answers to. This is how it goes with me, I get stopped, roadblocked, frozen and immobile while my thoughts race about me; thoughts of despair and betrayal and being inutile swamp my consciousness that I crave for the sweet embrace of oblivion. This happens regularly as though any attempt on my part to do what I want, to be able to write my name in the sky, to say out loud that I am free are met with opposition so great that I am crushed and forced to accept that which enslaves me, and keeps me down on the ground eating the dust and cursing my fate.

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It always happens. It alsways does and I am powerless to do anything about it. My life is so unlike the flowers I admire. Right now, I have no mind to look at flowers. It is all dark around me and I can see no escape from my predicament.

Our favorites are: Ching's World, Green Tea, Dumaguete, Cebu City, Cagayan de Oro City, Papoy, Moira Trinity Cagayan de Oro, Dumaguete, Cebu are all in the Philippines in the world of Ching.

Labels: dark, depression, gloom, no escape, stuck in a hole