Distraction

I've been fine. Better than ever. It's been months Since I crashed. Almost years Since I've see A proper Breakdown. I realized For a while He had been My distraction. He was a negative charge Taking on all of mine; I kept the positive. Is that why I held on Longer than I should have? Now I come crashing, The world falling in. The momentary distraction Forever out of reach. The emotions intensify And I wish they would stop. I fear getting close To the point of giving up.