I'm finding it really hard to carry on this way
My mind is a constant whirlwind
Of thoughts
Of unrealistic daydreams  
And memories
Memories of the things I loved most but I've lost
Memories of the things which are making it harder for me to carry on
The only way to get rid of them is to get rid of me
Maybe then Ill find some sort of happiness
Because right now I it's fair to say I'm fair from 'happy'
Just empty,          numb even