A world without

Growing cold with tumultuous burning
So lost inside but still my heart is yearning
Don't want to let go of this so seemingly aimless
Broken a life without desire or avidness
Losing control, slipping further away
Unable to change the now much to my dismay
All that is left I must confess
Treacherous thoughts and a path so seemingly aimless
Looking for an answer, looking on the inside
Not knowing if this is where my answer resides
Asking for help within and throughout
Or is it better if this world was without