suffering;there is no way to describe the nauseating misery that torments and suffocates oneself.

Sinking;I have become heavy with sorrow.

drowning;my lungs cannot hold air in them, for they have become weak.

starving;my stomach cannot bear to hold food, when it continuously churns with that love- sick feeling.

aching;every part of me is screaming as it dies, my heart is the loudest as each heart string burns away.

dying;numb I have become numb, and I cannot move nor feel emotion. I blur away into non-existence.A beautiful euphoria.