Thought by Miss Elfen Refugee

Memories flow like waterfalls. Remembering the nights. Lying there draining my pain. Taking from me my life. Feeling my life slowly slipping away. I shake my head trying to fight the demons once again. Trying to keep hold on reality, knowing I can make it as I have many before. Pondering. Wondering if this is the time I never recover. If this is the time it ends. A peek into depression.