My eyes have gone empty,
And my hands started shaking again,
The exhaustion it takes just to pretend-
Yes, all is well.

Whats a home? Mines become a prison,
When I disappear you will all see,
My ******* anxiety was eating me-
Yet I still smiled.

Lately everything’s so ******* dull,
I don’t know how to save myself anymore,
The wounds on my wrist are too sore-
I can’t breathe.