A lonely message

Loseing time changes my mind.like diamond stars across the midnight sky. faces change in my mind .memories fade all of the time. how do we cross the wires of a thought. to make it different then it was meant to be precived.sometimes life becomes to much. as paranoia becomes apart of your daily routine. the behaviours you show are angry.unusual strange as depression.is the biggest cost of becoming a ghost.the screams the put downs are the differences been reality.you sit alone starring  at walls the TV's to loud from next door .the shadows play tricks in the dark  if only i could control this situation the vision of emptyness in my heart with no feeling thoughts of just hanging from the ceiling.pull your self together they say.whats the point of talking again no sleep itchy eyes as up comes the sun rise.what to do where to turn to .you have to reach out to someone you trust as tomorrow could be to late  try to talk before you fall to far. this is a message to try to make you see someone is always suffering next to you and me...