Left behind.
When my life spirals out of control.
Three strikes and I'm out.
I've not only reached the third strike.
I've surpassed it.
Kick me while I'm down.
Battered.
Bruised.
Pain.
Emotional.
Physical.
Emotional.
Em­otional.
Emotional.
It's just too much.
Too much.
Too much.
I'm either not enough.
Or too much.
Yay.