Another night

The question is
At what point does holding on something thats gone
No longer carry weight.. when is it wrong...

Im supposed to be the one who makes you happy
More often then than not thats not the case
... fighting my demons alone in this place
My own mind..
Even your bright light cant shine..

Every day riddled with lows
Vs the high of when it started
all will wind up broken hearted
... its already starting to show...

You claim its fine
It is what it is; you say
.... im trying to change is a line
You hear over and over..
Im stuck in this place..

I just dont know anymore. .
I feel im no longer worth your time
Effort or heartache...
This internal war
Wages

Gives me some crap to fill these pages
With mindless rambles
A life in shambles
... all of these depresseive stages

Just cut me loose.. im worthless. .