3am, the late night thoughts have taken over. Curled up in a ball, he lays there crying, not knowing how to deal with the darkness. He is alone, lost and broken. He feels like he has nobody to talk to as he doesn't want to burden anyone with his issues.

He just feels exhausted. Each and everyday is a battle, all the hope in his heart is fading away. The light at the end of the tunnel is faint, he can barely see it. Life is on auto pilot. The only voices he hears, are the demons in his head, slowly destroying his mind. He no longer feels anything! Well that's a lie.. he feels numb! 

He had come so far, got through so much. Now he feels like he is drowning. He can't keep his head above water. He doesn't want to go on with this fight. He just wants to be at peace. 

 It’s all in your head, they say,

Get over it, they say,

Your attention seeking, they say.

You don’t know the pain,

The pain of your brain burning,

Burning because your anxiety has taken control.

You don’t know the fear, 

The fear of feeling death watching over you, 

Hoping for you to give in to your demons.

You don’t know the dread,

The dread of waking up knowing you have to get up and face the world.

A world where everyone has given up on you.

You don’t know what it’s like,

So don’t say you do!