TORN BROKEN AFRAID ALONE

Finally I understood how she felt. That proud me finally fell into the bottom pit.
Im lost. Confused. My belief all the while was wrong? How do I continue to believe that there is good in every heart. Having a compassion heart? my foot. I was too naive.

Belief torn. Dream broken. The mind afraid. The body alone. I dont know how to cope or handle anymore. Will I be able to pack and walk away? I think I could. Maybe I should. Im tired. Weary. I cannot see where this will leads to know.

People are leaving. Even from mouth of closed one, that one day they will pack go.
God im crying to you now. Im so limited. I .. I dont know what to do.

I cannot see the light. I cant breath. Im sinking into the bottom of the ocean.. ...
maybe I should be cold also.