The sun splits through the blinds as I wake. The day always brings new chance. I lay there, awake but not alive. In a limbo.
I try to shut out the swirling thoughts that plague my mind each morning. The thoughts and words in my head that chain me down. A tear trickles down my cheek as I hear the words of hate.
"Worthless" they say. "Nothing". I cant shut them out. Or, can I? I try to think of the happiness that I long for. The more I try, the easier. Soon I have shut them all out except one.
In my head, only a single voice is left. It is mine. It simply says, "today will be different".