Faded

I need to breathe, life support system I need to rid me of my infectious disease .
I'm on a deadly relapse,  if nobody comes my heart will surely collapse. 
Losing faith is showing,  quickly I'm fading, I'm lost and don't know where I'm going. 
Yesterday felt the same,  and today just gets in my way,  so I swing and sway to the rhythm of better days. 
Sweet memories of youth, 
Fears of falling loose ,
Tall tales of my drug abuse. 
I wanna scream but for now I'll just dive back into make believe ..