I feel like I'm spiralling into the backseat of nothingness.

Everything is designed to beat me down into oblivion. Changing joyous occasion into endless sadness of empty sand dunes. Tearing me apart like I'm some kind of despicable art work.

Toss and turning into the endless void. I fear for my sanity because my sanity is close to breaking into a million little pieces of unfixable mess.

Clarity was my weapon now I'm torn asunder. Like lightning each pieces of my life is flashing before me into a series of unpredictable bolts.

I can't seem to feel myself. I can't feel me.

Each pieces of myself is being chipped away. Life's a journey and I want to put a full stop to this tragic story, ending this clown fest so I can finally be put to rest.