This Could Be The End.

I am trying my best to be the man I need to be
But it is getting really hard don't you see?
Living in a world I know is a lie
Sitting back barely able to let out a sigh
A shadow of what I once was
Alone I am a cold, and wretched being
Searching for a cause
I look to substances for happiness, and sanity
Not even caring what they might do to me
My tears are an endless river running down my cheeks
Thinking about my heart, and feeling my bones creek
Just takes it all out of me
Making it harder to go day by day
Wishing I didn't have to live this way
My emotions have been smashed, spit on, and practically destroyed
My heart feeling like an empty void
I face a constant battle with myself to stay alive
But I'm thinking I should just take that nosedive