My heart maybe be beating
But my blood isn't pumping
My lungs maybe be working
But I'm suffocating
I'm drowning in my own worthlessness and patheticness
Clawing at my skin, ripping it away
It's the only thing I feel apart from
This numbness and pain
I'm spiraling out of control
Going backward instead of forward
My life crumbling around me
As everyone watches me drown
In the dark depths of my mind
I'm screaming out for help
Yet no one seems to here a sound
My eyes maybe open
But they can't see anything but the darkness of the world
My legs maybe be working
But the ache with pain
Just because I'm still alive doesn't mean I'm living
Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 6:14 PM UTC
My heart maybe be beating
But my blood isn't pumping
My lungs maybe be working
But I'm suffocating
I'm drowning in my own worthlessness and patheticness
Clawing at my skin, ripping it away
It's the only thing I feel apart from
This numbness and pain
I'm spiraling out of control
Going backward instead of forward
My life crumbling around me
As everyone watches me drown
In the dark depths of my mind
I'm screaming out for help
Yet no one seems to here a sound
My eyes maybe open
But they can't see anything but the darkness of the world
My legs maybe be working
But the ache with pain
Just because I'm still alive doesn't mean I'm living
