One second, i felt fine and everyone once in awhile i would get down but i would get right back up.

Now, I feel as if i only become worse overtime. I don't know where i went or if I'll come back.

People say it's temporary, but its been years of constant struggle and secret pain and a never ending battle with myself.

My whole life feels like a blur and i only remember the worst events in my life or a few rare happy moments.

Pictures are the only way i can jog this fogged memory. Which yet sometimes those photos seem unreal.

Looking at myself in the past I played off everyone by faking it and still do. I look back on photos of me and i don't recognize myself. I see those old photos someone i never knew. Someone, who faked it all.

Now my heart is crushed and bleeds out slowly. As it drips through my body i can feel everyday coming closer to the end of my survival.

My brain isn't scared but my heart is terrified.
My hands won't **** but my head will.
My body isn't well but my heart keeps it a flow.
I may not be who i was back then but pain caused me to become bitter, broken and quiet.

Where did I go? Who am i? Why am i here?