One Last Time

Maybe it begins with me  
 
No  
Scattered thoughts only lead to sleepless nights  
Painful mornings and broken yesterdays  
Skinny me and no food for the next two  
Days like pure, corrupt silver linings  
Only to leave me laying on the floor  
Wishing  
Praying  
Pleading  
Begging  
Needing  
For more of that feeling  
Yknow, that one feeling  
The one you lust for  
The one that makes me more than  
This.  
Or is it these?  
Mistakes I keep forcing in me  
The ones that hide under my skin  
Portals so beautiful but so few  
Disgusting  
You know I only want to  
Be More  
But I'm so tired  
I'm in a million  
Little pieces  
 
Broken  
Like glass