My whole world is falling to pieces.
Nothing will ever be able to fix this.
I own a heart with gaps to fill
and while I crash I'm standing still.
Everything is spinning
and I'm having trouble breathing.
I'm losing all the things that matter
and the line my heart makes is going flatter.
Ceasing to exist seems to be logical.
Remember, my plan has a reason but not diabloical-
I just can't stand this, my mind is now drifting
onto thoughts of the end and it's not shifting.
I'll never be complete again,
and it's like that 'till the end.