I'm desperately trying to claw my way out of this red infernal pit. My fingers are bloody, and my nails are crumbled from wear. It is so hard. It is so hard. It is so hard when you're trying to emerge from your own inner sanctums, shredding your own bowels in desperate attempt to escape your own nihilistic philosophies, though you know they'll always simmer just beneath the surface. You just have to look past that. Live life. Just live it. But it isn't easy when you're bleeding self-doubt from two wounds.
But whatever you do, don't stop. Keep clawing. Keep shredding. If you don't, you'll backslide into those suffocating bowels. And you don't want that to happen again.
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