My sanity is being ripped and teared to shreds.



Every time I die, or have to go back, back before everything happened, I feel like I'm losing a piece of myself.

That part I'm not getting back.

That is the part helping me keep it together.



Every day, and every night, I feel like I'm losing it.

I'm going crazy but I don't know how to communicate it.



I'm being ripped, and teared to shreds every day.