text: The woods seemed to go on endlessly, the skybound plants covering any sort of hope I had for the slightest glimpse of sunlight. I sprinted, I had been for hours, or was it days? Any speed I could reach that would help me get out of this horrid darkness. "It's okay...." I would whisper to myself as I keeled over from exhaustion, only to rise again and continue to run towards my inevitable goal. Only for a second does my head rise to notice the faint light that is brought to my eyes. I gasp for air and slow down, collapsing to my knees once again, hopefully for the final time. After taking a moment to catch my breath, I finally bring myself to my feet, taking slow and dreadful steps towards my salvation. As I grew closer and closer I could feel the warmth, the sunlight, my savior. I started to move faster and faster, reaching ever forward..........only to grab nothing. I collapse to my knees, once again, as the light disappears, leaving me in eternal darkness once again. Tears burst from my eyes as I can no longer hold them back, my anger and sadness exploding out of me in my fits of punching the ground. It takes me a while to regain my composure, before standing again. I begin my sprint through the woods again, desperate to find hope. (This is my first time posting one of the small things that I wrote on the internet. I like to write about things that I understand, and being the psychologist that I want to be, I decided to write a bit about the thing I've been dealing with almost all my life. I'm 18 now, and don't have any sort of professional education when it comes to writing, but I would love any feedback I can get.