I'm giving up.
I am giving in.
My body and mind can no longer take it.
My soul has been beaten and torn into shreds,
daggers and bullets ripped through the last pureness it held.
Nothing remains in the whole it once lived in, it's just cold and empty.
Very, very empty.

I hold my head high with a deadly look in my eye,
the look that will cause you to shudder, the look which will haunt your dreams.
The look of a dead person, a hollow dead person.
With nothing left to lose.

With nothing left to lose, it means you will and can do anything.
So I know what I am becoming ,I know what will happen,
I know it will be too late to stop it if I do not do it now.
But I do not care, not anymore.

I will become the thing the ones that love me beg me to run from,
I will become the thing that once terrified me.
I will run towards it with open arms.
While they all flee...from me, I will become nothing but a blood shadow on the bathroom floor by the end of it.
Because I do not want to feel,I do not want to be me.

I have no more fight in me-
No more strength.No more will to fix what is wrong and make it right.
I am giving in.
I'm giving up.