Troubled Soul

Day after day I lose hope. My happiness is not real I wear a mask. My true self is broken and covered in scars. No one can help me. There is no point. I won't let anyone inside My heart has grown cold and my eyes have shed enough tears to last a life time. It just seems like I am just a troubled soul. Not worth saving. Self conscious about everything. These scars I have on my wrist prove, I mask my true feelings Until it is to late. Hurt I lose hope in this world day after day. Is life worth the fight? I don't know anymore. Thoughts of death fill my head. Sometimes i want to make them a reality. I am broken and I can't be fixed. What do I do now? No one can fix me, not anymore. I am just a troubled soul. I just want die. Some days I fear that I will do it. Hurting others when I leave. I am becoming detached from everyone. I can't tell others to stay strong when, I am not strong myself. What do I do now? Should I just die? Should I inflict pain? What is left for me? What am I now? I am just a Troubled Soul.e