On the edge.

She sits in a corner.... losing her warmth... colder and colder she becomes.... she's beginning to lose herself... She's in a box... a sound proof room.... there's no one to hear her screaming

Trying to hide the pain.... the very sadness emanating from her core.
Tears well up behind her eyes.... and still the world doesn't see.
Although she's on the edge... about to break down and lose herself to the darkness again...

She still wont put herself first... all she can think is what can i do for him? what can i do to help her, save her, comfort her?
Have i changed anything for them?
They are all so important to me.... i have to help them all... I love them...

She gives beyond what she can handle.... runs herself into the ground a little more each day... lets her very heart and soul be torn apart... just for them.

On the edge... and inch by inch she is closer to losing it all... not for the world to see.... never to burden them... just for her to handle alone... When she takes that last inch hell will break lose...