I still don’t understand why I’m lost .

Why am I broken , what does it cost to be fixed ?

I could wish upon a million stars for this pain to go away yet it seems to stay no matter how many times I pray .

I tried to speak yet my voice get clogged because I’m to weak to admit I’m scared to open up and not be able to control what weeps out of my soul .

I’m terrified of images that once made me cry will reappear and fill me with fear leading me to another tunnel where I dream to see clear .

I’m tangled in a rope that suffocating the air I desperately need to breath , this isn’t fair !

Don’t you see the slope Im suspended on , I’m not doing well have you even awkowledged the fact I’ve fell ?