I'm a prisoner of my own pain,
Every breath I take it hurts,
Every step I take feels in vain,
Every second of my life burns,
And every minute of my life,
Leaves me absolutely insane,
And right now I want to disappear.

What if...
I am done fighting?

What if...
I am done crying?

What if...
I am done living?

What if...
I am done believing.

Will that make it OK?

Maybe I will return someday,
Maybe in a few weeks, months, or years I will be finally okay,
Just not today...