what do you do when life is coming apart at the seams. trying to calculate what this all means.realizing what is lost and that youre forgoten. you put up walls and dont know who to let in. who to trust,and who to tell your biggest sin. if theres a point to this hope with in. if that hopes still there or if its just pretend. wondering when this emptiness will end. the loneliness is growing deeper like a cut your detest. you feel deserted among all the rest. deep in side you want to cry. even feelings of wanting to die. you tell yourself your fine just to get by. have everyone believeing in your giant lie.im not ok im not fine even when i say. really i just want to run away.this emptiness like a kinfe up the spine. see i told you iwasnt fine. life is falling to nothing. i just want someone to tell me im something. something worth beleiving in and worth a chance. because truely that would make my heart dance. this coldness in my head. from everything i have never said. wanting life to sew its self together.making myself wether the weather. want this winter in my life to subside. wishing that winter had died. ok so half of this got deleted and i tryed to remake it the way it was but have no idea what i wrote the first time and i was in love with it.so is not as long and not nearly as good. and quite frankley almost cryed when sitd was like oop that didnt save...