Untitled [Poem]

[Underground_Network]

Trying to hold on,
Trying to grab hold of
That one thing
That will keep me from falling.

Failing miserably,
Like I always do,
Spiraling downward,
Tumbling to the ground.

Curled up into a ball,
Yearning for protection,
Begging for safety,
For a true home.

No one there to save me,
No one there to help me, to hold me,
No one there for me,
When I need someone the most.

Life constantly hell,
Life never good,
Life might as well end,
Because all of life is pretend.

Unable to handle the situation,
Unable to comprehend
What is truly going on
And why it is continuing.

Not stopping, moving in circles,
Like a painful cycle
That never ends
Even with intervention.

There's no saving me now,
I've fallen and can't get up,
And there is no more of me,
Even my essence has escaped me.

I am nothing,
Nothing at all,
I am not even there,
You are too late.