Where do I go when it is all black?

To what purpose do I continue in this journey of mine?

Im going, going and going till someday I will be gone.

What do I say when my mouth is numb?

When all the words have deserted me?

When all I have left are my tears.

Where do I run when my legs are frozen?

When I'm tired of running

When I'm tired of losing-

My path

And myself along the way.

Tired of trying

To find myself

Or what's left of me.

Tired of looking

Between the wreckages

 of my life.

Can't hope

Have nothing to hope for.

Give me something…

Anything…..

Because

I'm falling.