corkygirl

For years I had been slipping into the darkness. There was nothing left in the world that I found worthwhile. Hate. Depression. Anger. Frustration. Failure. So many black words filled my heart. I hated the world and the vermin people who lived in it. I knew that each and every living thing in it was against me. I had no hero. I had no guidance. No one cared for me. No one thought that I had value. I was willing for the day that I would die. The pain had dulled so long ago. Torture made me laugh. The pain of others pleased me. My head and heart were full of darkness. But then came that speck, that small speck- so faint, yet still t