“Reach out your hand and save yourself. No one else is going to do that.” …
Her instincts kept murmuring to her for long now. For some time now, she was trying to survive.
Just trying to breathe and to be normal.
But some days and nights are too difficult even to snuggle into the bed. Some nights are longer and darker and lonelier.
She wanted to get out of this but something was pulling her down. And it kept her pulling deep down, burying her inside herself never to be discovered again.