5 - 5 cups of coffee, i drowned myself. 4 - 4 times i break down, yet reasons are still unknown. 3 - 3 chapters of book i keep on reading. 2 - 2am here, another day is coming. 1 - 1 reason of living over thousands of ending, and that's what keeps me going.
i know it's a crappy poem :/ i just really need to get it out. anyway, for those with same situation as i am, take your time :) be patient with yourself. we are doing the best we can.