My battle with depression.


This is my reality. At least for now. 

I’m in this rut and I feel as if I’ll never break this cycle. 

I’m hardly getting any sleep and I keep going over and over and over in my head, what I could have done differently.

My dreams have been ruined and I still don’t understand why I’m constantly trying in vain, to pick them up.

The bright side? 

I have sleeping pills.

And with them, no dreams.