Slowly, it’s unveiled all my madness in my head.
So many thoughts, and somehow I feel so alone in them. It’s like I need to call for help. But I’m still so silent. No movement in my body as I just lay there in bed. Moving hurts to much.
I’m loosing it trying to heal, I’m loosing it when all I feel is pain. I’m loosing it in this state of suffering.
I want to cry, but the tears won’t come. I’ve out done the tears the night before. The truth hurts and I want to hide, never to be seen again.
Anything please! I just want to feel something besides this pain. Nothings bleeding, no broken bones, but somehow it hurts everywhere. It hurts the most in my heart.
I’m loosing it with this loneliness. I’m loosing my self day by day. That’s what it feels like. The woman staring back at me in the mirror is no longer someone familiar. I’ve become a ghost in my own presence.
I’m loosing it, is I’m loosing me.