Tears.

I can't do this anymore.
This insanity knocking at my door,
It leaves me in breathless,
Surrounding me in a mess.

The more I fight,
The more I lose my sight,
I can't keep doing this,
At what point is it all hit and miss?

I'm surrounded by a river of tears,
I'm being killed silently by looking in the mirror,
There's nothing there for me to see,
Is there anything left to me?

Why are these tears always around me,
When am I ever going to be free?
This pain inside of my heart,
Is freaking tearing me apart.

Tears leave me Alone!!!!!
I can't handle sitting on this throne.
These lies,
My cries.

My heart needs to find peace,
Before it comes to a cease.
At what point do the tears.
Represent all I've suffered all of these years?