Falling Apart

This is me
Falling apart.
Going in circles.
Not knowing
when to stop.

This is me.
Ready to fall.
Ready to crash.
Ready to burn.

This is me.
Lost inside.
Silenced pain.

This is me.
Letting go.
I wouldn't have
even dared.

But let's face it.
I'm not me.
I never have been.

I once'd loved what
no one else could.
But now it's over
and long gone.

Along with my heart.
And all that makes me
....Me?

It was then. I would
have done anything
you asked.

It was the. I would have
gone to a darker place
than I already am.

But now I need change.
Now I need to stop
falling apart....

I'm slowing loosing myself.
To what?
I have scars,
but why?
What was my reason?

I can't take this.
I can't handle it.
It needs to stop.
It has to end.

But how do I stop
from falling apart?
How can I go on?
I'm falling...and I'm
falling hard...

Will there be someone
to catch me?
Or will I meet the ground
dead on?