I am slowly dying.
This is what I'll leave with you today.
I am slowly dying inside.
I feel like my life is collapsing in on me.
The day that I can outwardly mourn is the day that I am healed.
I wish that I didn't always feel pain.
I used to be able to cry when I was by myself.
Now I can't even do that.
I am numb to everything but the pain.
That is how I know that I am suffocating.
