I need someone to help me. I'm falling through every crack. I'm forgetting to breathe; my lungs don't burn and my heart doesn't ease; the dots in the front of my eyes are the only things begging for life.

I'm becoming wreckless. I'm doing things for cheap thrills, but nothing compares to you.

I'm sick of everything I've become.

I wish I was still with you. I wish I was good enough for you. I'm not. But someone will come along who truly cares eventually. I'm never going to settle again.

I think I'm falling now. Falling from what I believed. I think I'm sinking through something. I hope I don't just hit the bottom and start over, again.

I don't know whether this is anger or emptiness. I don't know anything anymore