Midline

Deviates

I need help I can't leave I can't breathe. 
I see my way out but I'm in too deep to care. 
Emotionless, I feel myself about to break.
Self-destruction, self corruption, this life I know, this life I hate.
With each passing day my outlets slip away. 
I believe the lies and I dig myself in deeper. 
I play a daily game of tug a war between
What's in my heart and what's on my mind, 
Not weighing circumstances, passing blindly by my chances 
Knowing some day I might die. 
In the silence of my nightmare no one else can hear me scream, 
No one else knows what I need, no one else believes, 
I could die and not care. 
I need something to set me free. 
Reflections from my past that seem so unreal to me, 
I'm out of touch I can no longer feel me, 
My heart is sick and my mind is reeling. 
Don't know myself, don't know why I still don't care. 
I'm the only one that's paying, and I'm the only one that's playing.
The more I struggle the more I lose. 
I dig myself in deeper and still don't care 
Then the moment comes when you reach for my heart, 
I know it's to hard to find