I am my own worst enemy.
I mean that quite literally.
Stress and boredom inside,
it turns in to self destruction.
Cutting, burning, hitting myself.
Its been months since I gave in,
but the battle gets harder each day,
and I am hanging from the wagon.
I want to climb back in to it,
but my hands are so very tired.
Will they slip or will they hold?
My only option now is to hope,
that the battle one day eases,
and that my strength returns.