I felt too cold tonight, and I was drained, no more tears left to cry. I was sober, yet somehow felt so high. Every cut was deep, but I felt no pain. I was shattered, but nothing was sinking in. Maybe I’m too mad. Or maybe I’m losing it. My hands were cold, but my heart was burning inside. I was dying, but I’m still breathing. Could tonight be the last? And I wish that heaven would take my life so I would never feel this pain again. ©herdarkthoughts🦋