Broken

I feel so fucked up and stupid. Demons are whispering in my ear telling me that death is near. I want to live but i want to die at the same time

How this can be i still cant comprehend and its driving me insane. I value myself but i seem to be destroying myself at the same damn time. 

Lifes a dime you have to saver it or spend it well. I am not afraid of tangible things but emotionally getting hurt is my worst fear.

Oh dear what i have i gotten myself into. I want to leave, pack my bags and run away but the people i care about tell me to stay.

Little do they know that i have my days, when darkness consumes all of me. Maybe im depressed or maybe just sad. 

Im glad for what i have dont get me wrong; but i strongly want to move on. Maybe i am just tired. Out of breath. 

The devils sucking the life out of me and i cant catch my breath.  My hearts racing fire is concaving. 

I guess this is how it feels to be broken.