Wanting to escape.
It’s more than just wanting to run away.
It’s going down into that deep dark place.
Descending down the staircase of despair.
Cold and damp down here
It’s negative feelings amplified.
Echoes on the walls
Down at the bottom of the dark place
Where it is preferable to die
Rather than to feel the pain.
Those feelings mean I’m worthless
Those feelings say I’m powerless
There’s nothing left but suffering
No one knows when you arrive here
No one else exists
Not many people visit here
Who find their way back out
It’s more sadness than can be explained
Unless you’ve been here
You can’t understand
Scratch my name into the wall
Remember I was here
This cold dark place
It waits for me