broke

My feet don't want to move, but I know I have to go.

Self soothing ain workin no more.

I can not soberly survive this.

I'm not me.

I am drowning in my guilt an regrets.

I can not endure this load alone, its to heavy

The under simulation is strangling me.

The blind eye is dimming me.

I cant be me.

I knew, I know. Idk how to start over

And I keep digging the ditch deeper, a canal now.

Needed but not wanted, wanting, but never getting what's needed..