No one knows that I could barely breathe Nor do they know how much I could hold on. No one knows how close I am to falling apart. No one knows how truly broken I am. No one knows…..
They don’t even know I’m hiding my tears back. They don’t even know how much I’m faking it.
I’m so close into giving up. I am so damn fucking close. I’m so fucking tired. I really am. I am trying so damn hard to keep all the falling pieces together. When a piece fall, I pick it up, and another falls again and again and again. This is driving me insane. Maybe I am insane.
I want to hold on, I am trying to. But, what is there to hold on?