The feeling you get when you keep everything in and when it finally reaches it's limit, it blows up. Everything starts coming at you and everything you do get worst. The feeling you felt when you realised actually all along the one who you lose trust in was yourself, that everything happened because of you and what you did. That you've to lie to yourself to feel better, to fake being happy to cover all the sadness inside you. To believe in nothing because everything seems so blurry and felt so airy.
When your tears start sliding down your cheeks, you gasp for air as you feel the heart ache as though you are dying and you wish you were dead. Because at least the pain will stop and without the negative everyone will be happier.
Dying from the inside out is the worst kind of death, i guess i deserve it.
