My life is falling.
           It’s like I can’t see myself,
                   the words are getting smaller.
                             Someone, anyone help please.

I don’t understand why.
          Why this world has failed me.
                   Why I wish for pain.
                               Just so I can feel.

I’m so confused why life feels.
                                                 As.
                                                     If.
                                                       It’s.
                                                         Underwater.
                                                                Drowned.

Am I going insane?
    I’ve started counting days.
         Days till what,
              I can’t even explain.
                    How long have I been here?
                          When did I go insane?

Life is meaningless,
      I no longer see in a straight line.
             My sight is jacked up.
                 Just like my brain.

I don’t even know what I’ve written,
       what I’ve confessed.
              This poem is a mess.
                     That represents my failed brain.

Help me please,
   I’ve gone insane.
      My life has fallen.
          In drowning in pain.
               This is my final plea for help.
                     Before the demons enter,
                           and I’m gone into flames.