Feeling as though my life is no longer my own,

torn between worlds
that keep pulling me apart.

I search for air,
trying to catch a single steady breath,
wondering if survival
is still meant for me.

If there is even the smallest chance,
then somehow I have to make this work.

yet every step I took
was the right one.

Still...
everything lies shattered at my feet.

Nowhere to turn.
No one left to call.

I fall to my knees,
lifting broken glass 
through trembling lips.

I beg with every piece of my heart
as tears trace silent paths down my face.

The pain is becoming too heavy.
Too loud.
Too constant.

I'm begging for a sign,
anything that tells me
I'm not beyond saving.

I'm lost,
desperately searching
for a way back to myself.

Each breath feels borrowed,
as though the next
may never come.

I'm searching for an escape,
a sliver of light
between these worlds.

Before they swallow me whole...