Someone asked one day what I was doing. But I didn't know how to respond. Because I myself had no clue, what all I am doing is leading to.

And when I think the tears have stopped,
You turn around and another drops.

You can't ask what's already dead if they are ok or if something is wrong.

When in doubt, scream, shout, let it out!

Not even cutting can numb the pain anymore

No one will ever understand me.

I'm screaming for help but no one hears me.

All I wanted, needed, was someone to say it'd be okay.

I'm so cold.

There is no reconciliation that will put me in my place and there is no time like the present to drink these draining seconds...