You are living to die, I am dying to live.

In and out of my head. Criss crossing through conscience states of being. I can't sleep tonight. This is a deadly combination. Sometimes I wish I could wake up in a hospital bed. Do you think they would pump the life back into a girl like me? My spirit is awfully lonely. I think I was on the verge of sobbing a few minutes ago. It's honestly been months since i've cried. I like to keep my emotions padlocked. I need some one to throw me a line here.