It Happened Again...

It happened again,
I can't pretend.
Vomiting blood,
My mind is a dud.
Where have I gone?
What ever have I done wrong?
I miss my old self.
Maybe I need help.
But I won't get help unless I try.
Maybe it'll save my cries.
Maybe it'll make me well,
Instead of going through hell.
Nobody sees my hurt, I don't show.
I just don't want anyone to know.
But now they're going to,
I'm telling you,
Because I feel like I have to.
I'm sick of feeling blue.
I'm sick, my body is giving out.
It can't take this drought.
Without a doubt,
Help me out.
Let's just imagine
I'll never do it again.
But I can't pretend
That it happened again...