Posted April 10, 2009
Confined to the dark corners of her room,she feels all alone. She doesn't have enough strength to reach for the phone. It seems these are her last moments, because of the pills she took. At that time it seemed worth it, but she's had time to take a second look. Now it's too late, she's too far gone, there's nowhere to go, there's no one to tell. She wants help now, but no ones around, she doesn't have the strength to yell. It seems she's too far gone. But deep inside herself, she finds determination and strong will. She realizes she can overcome this addiction, and forever say goodbye to those pills. Closing her eyes, and pleading to God, she prays for a better life. One where she doesn't numb the pain with pills or a knife. That night, he answered her prayers, and from her confinement she was set free. You may find yourself wondering, who could this be? Well, at one point-- this was me.