The ways of destruction

I lay there wondering what to do
if i have the strength to get up
or I'm i though
the tears start to come down
i try to speak
but i cant make a sound
my vision starting to fade from the tears
my hopes and dreams
turn to lies and fears
my touch with reality is going fast
my breath is getting shallow
my life is going past
i need someone to save me
from my own destruction
I'm the emery
and thats what is killing me