My darkest hours

It would be easier to give up,
Everything feels dark and blurry.

Sometimes I feel like my thoughts aren't really mine.

Confused by my emotions.

Each day that passes I feel further and further away from myself,
I've lost out on so much.

Bruised inside,
Lost for words to explain,
Too tired to cry anymore.

No answer to follow
Because there's no questions worth asking.

In far too deep and I can't swim.

(written 2005)