That moment. That hurtful and weird moment when you look at yourself in
the mirror and you see... nothing.
Deep inside, you know why. And it's because you've lost yourself, your
essence, your heart... and you're only a lost soul.
You try to remember when all of this started, but you only remember this
moment when your mind changed. One day you were faithful, positive, strong...
and the other you were just negative, depressive, hurt... and the worst thing,
empty.
'Why?' you ask yourself, 'Why do I feel this empty?'. But you know the
answer: You're alone, and you hate it.
You hate every part of it, every wound, every scar... You hate yourself
too much, and you can't help it.
But then, in a very special
moment, when you're looking again at yourself in the mirror, and you see
you crying, sobbing, even screaming... you realize what you've done, in what
your life has changed... a pure hell, and you're burning.
'NO!' you scream, because you know you're not like this, YOU are
different, but now your demons are not... You try to ripe them away, but they
aren't going to leave you. But I know you've find the way to try it, the
strength of getting up every morning, and let me tell you, now you're strongest
person I've ever known.
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