*White Flag*

Gradually being choked by suffocating words...As I try gasping for air, the grip is getting tighter, slowly being engulfed by the negativity surrounding me... How much can one person take? I struggle at first, putting up a good fight, thinking and feeling like I'm gaining momentum.. I can do this...

And then, as I finally regain composure and feel safe, strength restored.. He comes back...My dear friend Negativity, spewing his hurtful venom... I struggle yet again, fighting with the words... "lies" I tell myself, "all lies"... but he's strong and I am weak... His grip tightens and I feel myself surrendering... "You win" I hear myself say and I meekly fall into his warm embrace...

"You win"~