I can't do this.
It all hurts.
It all is crashing.
And yet nothing is wrong.
I should be happy beyond belief.
And yet I have to take xanax to get through the day lately.
I can't so this.
Getting off my island, the couch.
It's hard.
Even when it's for her.
I'm afraid for her.
Not of anything I would do.
But the world can hurt her.
Like it's hurt me.
I can't let this happen.
But I don't know how to stop it.
I'm lost in my world.
It's on it's end.
I cry all the time.
I try to hide it behind a smile.
It works for the most part.
I shouldn't have done this,
I hate these feelings.
Feelings of nothing.
Trying to explain to someone is useless.
I can't feel.
I don't even care that I don't feel.
