Disturbed mind

She who thinks, things will never change would never step out to face the truth.
I am weak from inside, too weak to hear it. I want to say so many things but can never utter them. I am dying from within. Everything happening is killing me. I feel the skin burning, my heart sinking, my ankles aching. I feel the world shaking
I look at the monster beside me. It is spreading its hands to scratch my soul. Oh! Kill me please
Don't leave me in the midway, kill me. If that's how I get rid of this pain, be it so.
I cannot tell someone nor write about the pain i am going through, it cannot be put into words, i am too ferble to let it known to everybody.
I keep searching for a light to come and grab me in its arms but the darkness tries to smother me. I feel lost and defeated.
Despair, hopeless, frenzy, timid. I cry in the emptiness, there is something wrong with me. I need to be okay but i know there is nothing okay with me.