LITTLE THINGS.

You don't know what's wrong, but somethings wrong, every thing is wrong. All these little things that are so stupid and they just start to fill your head, the voices won't stop, the hurt, and emptiness when you are left alone won't fucking stop, and all these little things start falling apart and you're doing the best you can to keep it all together but the harder you try the harder it gets and who the hell are you kidding? When you get home you start crying and you don't even know what over, so many small stupid things you can't pinpoint one specific thing and it drives you completely insane.

 And all you fucking want at that point is for someone to hold you while you breakdown and cry, someone to tell you all these monsters and things aren't real they're just in your head, hell they don't even have to say anything as long as they just hold you tight till you're done crying, but you can't ask anyone to hold you because you don't want them see you so broken down about such stupid little things, you don't wanna look weak, or crazy, you don't wanna admit you have a problem, because you have it under control you just want someone to hold you through the insecurities every now and then. 

And it's over stupid little things, but you know what? Its not stupid little things, these things become bigger and bigger and eat at you till there is nothing left of you, and this, this my friend is when you know you are starting to fall back while holding onto the rope with every ounce of strength you have left.