Crashing Down

Out of nowhere the punches come, landing one after another, again and again. The force throwing me to the ground as they continue to come down on me, an end nowhere in sight.
The thoughts of ugly, fat, not wanted, unattractive, poor teacher, failure, stupid, slow to speech, dumb, bad friend, stupid, pour in on me with the force of a waterfall crashing down.
Helplessly I struggle to stay afloat to just keep my head above and survive, to find one last sliver of hope to grasp onto. The desire to get out is crushed with each new wave that keeps flooding in, my strength is spent, my sight is clouded, encouragement lost.
Holding on to the little I have left, I float and wait.

