Until the tendrils of death and confusion finally spread throughout the entirety of my mind and shattering it into a million tiny pieces...
Until the cool, peaceful darkness tempts me in with its promises of bliss...
Until everything and everyone lose their meaning and nothing helps me break the fog or shine a light or spark...
I'll keep going. I'll keep pushing and trying to stay. Because theare are people who care for me and I'm not certain what is true and is just me. Only when I am certain, will I sleep in my dreamy tears and broken glass.