nothingness

So off track, I don’t know how to get back.

I know what is awaiting me.

I’ve done it all before – an impossible task.

I am so alone, yet I have no motivation to open up.

The journey has to end – I can’t live this way.

There are some things I just cannot accept.

I had a whole year to self destruct, and that, I did.

It really is the only way I know how to cope- I don’t have anything else.

I’ve done so much damage to myself.

I walk in silence, barely resembling the person I once was: full of spirit.

I wake every morning needing to die again.

I sometimes have nightmares.

I shouldn’t fight and accept I have to die.

I don’t want to die, but there are some things that I cannot accept.

Winter is a harsh time to die.

The earth, frozen and hard.

I need to die.