Trapped in a land between reality and fantasy.
Where broken hearts become physically tired.
Where more time is spent in the bathroom than with friends.
Getting out is harder then anything you've ever imagined.
It's like falling 50ft off a tight rope.
Try getting back up.
It's anything but impossible.
And if you don't get back in a certain time, you die.
You get dizzy, and start blacking out.
Your heart starts to flutter, but you aren't in love.
Throwing money in the toilet,
Disappointing your family,
Loosing your friends.
Lurking between reality and fantasy, life and death.
I want to turn back.
But I can't.
So I resign.