Sinking

Things

have 

been 

difficult

to say

the

least.

To say the most

would take

too many words

and would 

leave us both

feeling

rather 

uncomfortable.

But 

I want you 

to know

that I am 

fine.

Just.

Fine.

I am

sinking

deeper

into

myself.

I hardly recognize 

my own reflection

My voice

irritates

even myself.

How is it

that it is myself

whom I hate

the most?

I don't 

know.

I wish I had an answer.

I 

keep

sinking

deeper

into

myself

and I am calling

screaming

for help

but my cries

fall

on 

deaf ears.

I hold

myself

close

in 

the darkness

of the night

and wonder

how 

much longer

I can 

hold on.

I am tired.

so 

tired.

Sinking

deeper.

Falling

Farther

From

Myself.

I-I can't

I can't stand

I can't stand myself.