yet again

In this bed stressed, depressed, from this fucking mess... Yet again! No longer a friend, its the end but I remember how it begain. Letting go, goes to show, you're not as strong as you once thought. Memories I've fought, tried to suffocate but they emerge like a curse and then its just to late. I regress all the steps I took, this looks, all the same. This stupid game. All in my hands and the demands of my heart.. Or my soul. I'm so cold. I don't even know where to go or what to take with me. Should I pack swiftly, is this plane taking flight? Is all this wrong gonna turn right, here soon? Here comes the BOOM.