Darkness..

As she sits quietly on the back porch step the last of the evening sun disappears below the horizon. The colours of deep orange and pink that were blazoned across the sky give way to dark blues and greys of the night.

As the night descends so does the deep shroud of despair envelop her. She hugs her knees up to her chin and rocks gently, back and forth.

This is a feeling she has known too many times in her life. The head fuck demons have found her again. They start to twirl and swirl through her mind. Long tentacled fingers of doubt and recrimination seek out every corner where once was hope and happiness. Each crevice filling with the vile stench of self-sabotage and destruction.

She starts to tremble knowing where these head fuck demons will take her… so hard to fight them. She has tried many times…clawing her way back only to be dragged down again… each time they seem to leave more and more traces of their putrid existence.

The sobbing starts. Low, almost inaudible but builds as the rocking becomes more frantic. The sound is now one of pain – not physical pain but the pain of anguish, of having no control. The head fuck demons have the control. They always do, they always have…

Darkness..

Teacup

Perth, Australia

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