my skin and muscle is melting off the bone

something is on my chest and it's making it hard to breathe

am I without a heart now? am I completely broken? am I un-fixable?

disintegration is my hobby

(everyone around me doesn't see the pain I'm in and it hurts that even those who know me so well don't see me fading away while being eaten by my own negative thoughts)

I dream of drowning in my own blood, it's more of a sound than anything.

I don't have enough blood to bleed, I don't have enough air to breathe

I can't speak as much as I used to
I'm constantly sick to my stomach

I'm struggling to not drive off the side of the rode
I'm struggling to not dig deep into my legs and arms searching for veins
I wonder if i pressed hard enough if they'd shoot blood out just for a second

I'm not enough, enough, enough
I've had enough, enough, enough...enough

I want to be cold and covered in dirt

I'm giving up too fast

I can't stop slipping, falling, tripping, drowning.