When Darkness Feels Too Heavy

I felt an overwhelming wave of helplessness. I gave my all. I fought with every ounce of strength I had. I tried to keep my dignity, pride, and honor intact, but each struggle wore them down. When I ran out of strength, my demon appeared. It stood proud, eager to devour me. It whispered that no one cared and no one would come. The voice grew irresistible. It urged me to end it all—by rope, by fall, by any means. In that moment, it seemed the only way out.

Use The App To Win ₦1m

Stories are shared by community members. This article does not represent the official view of NaijaWorld — the author is solely responsible for its content.