Hard

For once easy and simple tasks,
Are becoming painful and hard.
Becoming slower and slower the longer it continues
Eating and tearing away at my mind.

Getting out of bed, now hard.
As the day goes on im just an empty shell
Dead inside
As night falls, the demons come out
Alone, I cry my self to sleep

Breathing now painful and hard
I carry out the daily routine
Empty
Broken
Depressed
Dead.
Putting down bottles and knifes thinking
"I'm her rock."
"If I crack, what would happen to her?"

I try to cope
But its getting hard
Everything hurts
Everything is becoming hard..