Where has my mind gone?

I remember who i was before i met him. How perfect things were, well close to it anyway. The days i said drugs were something i wouldn’t ever do. The days i had friends, and well, a life. I still do have one, but i feel dead inside. So dead i no longer sleep. So dead i can’t eat. So dead, my heart can’t feel anymore because it is so numb. I’m afraid to think sometimes because my thoughts are no longer happy. As a matter of fact, i don’t remember the feeling of real happiness. I wish people cared. I wish my own parents cared, knowing every single breath i take is pointless. I look in the mirror afraid of who i see. Seeing through myself. All of the bruises and blood and cuts of shame in myself, scares me so much. I know how you all feel. I know what your going through, and i ask you please, to know, i truly care. I dont know who you are, or your story. But i know one thing is for sure, i feel the same as you. I know who i used to be, but i have lost her, lost her to who i am now. And she will never be here again.