Wrong

What is wrong with me? Why do people around me seem so fake? Why can't I just be happy?
The world is falling apart piece by piece. The people who are supposed to love me are ripping off more and more of me and I can't take it. All I want to do is cry. I'm going to explode. I'm going insane.

Why can't I just let it go? I'm falling, I have to hold on. The faces are laughing at me again. I need to talk but my tongue is gone. Bitten off. I need to be held but there is no one here inside me. I need to be alone. I need to be with those I love. I need to be with those I hate. I'm lost and I don't know where to go. In the blackness? The evergrowing blackness.

I'm reaching out but there is no one there to catch me. My arms hurts, I am sore from reaching out. I need someone to reach out to me. I need someone to want me. I hate being alone. Wrapped in nothing.