Monica. (When Life Takes A Wrong Turn Series #1)

Chapter 2 Struggling for survival.

Drowning,

Slipping,

Falling,

Down the path I don't want to.

Running,

towards the darkest part of life for help.

Bleeding,

from pain.

Screaming,

for help.

Crying,

from pain.

Confusion,

coating me.

Aches,

wrapping my heart.

Tiredness,

seeping through me.

Fear,

coming to life along with insecurities.

Who I was dying off.

Anger,

coming to Life.

Monica,

Fading away.

Screaming,

louder for help.

Clutching,

my bleeding heart.

Wounded,

from Life.

Bleeding,

from being a loser.

I paused.

Letting the truth hit.

Nobody,

would come.

I had to figure this out myself.

Everyone had their battle.

This was mine.

Life—

was the survival of the fittest.

I needed to be stronger.

Needed to survive.

Needed to come out of this darkness—

which was Life.

Life —

wanted a competitor,

I could try to be one.  

By —

going to school.

I sat on my bed letting my thoughts tell me their opinions. I couldn't sleep, today was Monday, the day I dreaded, fear couldn’t let me sleep as various thoughts ran through me. 

Would I like Pivic? What does the future hold for me? Would my insecurities and fears vanish? What would happen? 

Arrgh!

I hated going to new places or starting new things. 

But one thing would stay, I wouldn’t make any friends, no more pain.