Into The Sea.

I am afraid I will come back to be that empty shell that just wanted to die.

But I can't stop feeling like that's the best way now, I don't want to go on, what's the point? I'm so embarrassed of relapsing again, I was so okay with feeling alive again and now everything's crushing and breaking, do I deserve it? Maybe. Gosh, I do deserve, but it doesn't stop being hurtful. How pathetic. Everything that I have left now is wait.

Wait until I go into the sea again.