I sit with droopy eyes,
Still waiting up.
I have bags under my eyes.
My body is shutting down under the pressure.
Everything is caving in.

And I know I shouldn't have texted you,
But I did.
And  I know I shouldn't have called you,
But I did.

I can't keep the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me slip through my fingers.

I stare at the cabinet.
Just a couple and I could be gone.
I don't have to feel this pain anymore.

What's happening to me,
I was okay earlier,
No.

This is not okay.

I'm being swallowed by the darkness.
Don't let it take me again.