Sick and Tired...

Recent turns in my life have been, literally, making me sick. I lie to make you believe that I am ok. Hopefully, I can make myself fall for the same line.

Everytime we speak I am brought to my knees in discomfort. It creates physical hurt in exchange for mental instability.

The depths of my anguish is definitely new to me. I need a break before I break...

I need to breathe before it no longer becomes necessary to do so.

If being driven crazy was a food item, my cart, as well as my stomach, would be full.