Choose a Topic Contest: Depression and Sadness

You’ll sit and whisper - your name, your address... the only things you’re sure of, as the sound of the trees banging on the glass drowns out your every thought. Lost, in the vast sea of dreams you once had. Your heartbeat echoes in your skull, ripping you apart ear from ear. You’re trapped – unable to move – yet you’re falling just the same. That broken face you once knew is now unrecognisable in the mirror. The darkness sinks in, scraping its way down the back of your throat, then pushing it’s way back up. You never knew freedom until it was taken away from you. Now your wrists are becoming red raw from the handcuffs bound to the wall, and every single breath you take sucks the life out of you.