Giving Up

As I'm running my vision starts to blur.
Tears start to roll down my face.
I don't understand what's going on.
I didn't think it was possible for the heart to feel so much pain.

I continue to run,
unsure of where my legs are taking me.
My mind keeps blocking up.
My thoughts confuse me.

I fall to the ground.
I try to put my thoughts into words,
but it seems almost impossible.

It's ironic actually.
How I used to think feeling like this was impossible.
But I guess nothing is.

All my feelings circle around me
as I lay helplessly on the cold, hard ground.

The loneliness,
the anger,
the fear,
the sadness,
the frustration,
the longing for my true desires I try to ignore.

It all starts to circle around me faster and faster
as each emotion whispers into my ear each time it passes it.

I start to lose control of myself,
although I'm trying to hold on.
Helplessly so.

My body starts to shake.
The tears just keep coming.
I can feel my heart slowly breaking under all the pressure of all the emotions.

I look up.
Clenching myself to the floor,
I start to scream.
But there's no hope.
No one hears me.
They never do.

My old familiar friend darkness sneaks up on me.
Along it brings my true fears becoming reality.

I try to get up,
but I can't.
I fall back down on the cold ground.

Darkness whispers in my ear.
I scream for it to go away and leave me alone.
But it knows me.
It asks me,
why would it leave me alone,
if it's my only friend?

As I fall under all pressure one last time,
I let the darkness take me away,
away from all the suffering.

Darkness goes inside me,
only to be surprised to find,
I'm already dark.