My life is falling apart

around me.

Relationships are crumbling,

fun and joy are becoming

irrelevant.

People are changing

around me,

some for better,

some for worse.

I'm afraid that I'm

changing as well,

but I don't think

that it's for better...

There's something

wrong with me,

but I can't figure out

what!

It's tearing me up

inside,

and nothing

can stop it.

Nothing can save me,

nobody wants to save me.

My life means nothing now,

though I wish that

in my brief time here,

that I could have amounted

to something.

But that’s just the dream

of a feeble mind

not wanting to let go.

But unfortunately…

I have to.

There’s nothing left for me,

everything’s just gone.

There’s nothing left…

but a shell…

with nothing inside of it.