I've been in a predicament for awhile now.
A war waged within myself.
I'm so tired of waking up nowadays.
But I can't sleep at night either.
I feel the sharp stomach pains once again.
I'd expect them to make an appearance on my arms.  
I'm starting to hear the whispers more often.
I'm left to wonder if they're my friends or not.
The anxiety has gotten worse since.
I can't breathe and my eyes well up with tears.
The weights become heavier the more I move.
I dread getting up for school.
I feel like everything is closing in.
My skin is burning red.
I feel like my skin is peeling off from my face.
I feel exposed and uncovered.
The loneliness is killing me again.
I really wish I made friends here.
My heart still hurts from my ex lover's words.
But it's also everyone's doings.
I'm left to wonder why I get so happy.
And then I suddenly crash back down.
I feel like I need to rid myself from this pain.
But I'm such a coward to let everything go.
I feel my skin turning cold and numb.
Is it my provoked veins or is it...
...

**** it, I stayed too long in the shower again.