335 days in one page

It started as a little thing,
a tiny glimmer of sadness in my life.
It was my fault that the glimmer was there in the first place.
But then people came along and stretched it to something bigger than it needed to be.
I stood and let them do that.
Eventually it exploded.
The blast brought pain to everyone around it.
It made a huge hole, which I fell into.
I was stuck and I couldn’t climb out.
My enemies surrounded me and cornered me.
Every time I’m nearly out someone pushes me back in and I fall a little deeper, I get a little weaker.
But then a gleam of hope shone through.
I was happy for a day, I had hope.
I felt that I had a future.

But you took that away from me and now I feel lost.