I am trapped in the dark. I look around for an escape, but the blackness is surrounding me.
I am in the lowest point of my life. I struggle to rise above ground, and not sink any lower.
I cling to anything that can save me, but I am shaken off. I am helpless. Everything I do is making things worse.
I am my own nightmare in this hell.
I know I am at the mercy of God. I have no control on the outcomes. Which makes the struggle harder.
Why is life like this? Does God hate me? If I am a better person will things get better?