Repetitive Thoughts

I have so much to tell, yet so few words. So much to express, while I question if there's anyone to listen. As I'm going through this I keep on walking alone. If I were to fall down again, would there really be anyone there to catch me, to help me get back up again? Or would I fall to my bloody knees once more? Would I be left in the dark once again?

These thoughts never go away. 

Writing this I can't help but to feel unfair. It's sad, but true.

I was told that things won't always be like this. I was told that I won't always be surrounded by this darkness my whole life, that there will be brighter times.