Locked up, so I am, in a dark room that I decided to enter, with a lit candle I managed to illuminate it, unfortunately I did not realize that time and problems could turn it off. So it was.
Now locked in I stayed, looking for exits that until now I did not find. Looking for the exit from that day I am, but I can not because in a hole without end I find myself.
If I walk to the left I find a bad mood, if I walk to the right I find depression. If I do what I want judged I am and at the bottom of the gap in the pit I am thrown. These walls are smooth, very difficult to climb, nobody listens to me, no one could understand, yes, it is that so much time living in this pain and only now I realize that everything was fiction.
Did this really happen? I believe so, and now all this darkness envelops me. Have you tried to leave? Of course, there is not a day when I have not done it, but every time I go to the edge to finally see the light, I have a slip and with the stomach in my hand that dominates everything in me I go back to the garden that a day my life illuminated and it was all in me, but today they have become my eternal hell.
This is the first fragment of one of the first secrets that my little worms told me and I wanted to share it with you because it's the one I feel most identified with. As I said nothing is personal, but it could also be, why not? if all throughout our lives we meet people, problems or any difficulty, but these my little worms prefer to call them "abyss".
I hope you read the other fragments that I will be publishing and that when you read each word you can remember that abyss that sometimes torments you so much, and that just as I can feel identified; but without hesitation, I can assure you that no matter what or how dark the moment is, we can always get out of the most desolate abyss. My worms confirm it.