My name is Alice and I'm falling down the rabbit hole again. This time there is no magical land at the bottom, no fairy creatures, nothing of colour or beauty, is deep dark realm of depression. He is the one who sent me falling down. Depression that is. I was pushed down into the hole from the world of joy and light. Now I am falling. I see branches I could reach out and grab but they keep passing me by.
My arms don't work; I can't reach out.
I try to scream but I have lost my voice. I can't seem to find the words that cry out inside my head.With no voice a no movement, my fight is usless against the force of depression.
I try to scream but I have lost my voice. I can't seem to find the words that cry out inside my head.With no voice a no movement, my fight is usless against the force of depression.
