depression fights the darkness

The world crumbles as i walk in the darkness. The world as I see. Coverd in a blaket of darkness. Yet the blanket keeps it from the flames of the fire and the cold of the night away.
I cant be who im.
I cant be who im not.
The pain runs deeper than the mask portrays.
Every step I take is one more mistake.
The blood from the knife.
The knife to cut the things that crawl under my skin.
The shaterd peaces of me cut my feet as I run from everything that I'm.
The moon will go its way.
The sun will rise.
Forever blinded.
The bright light casts a darkshadow.
The darkness that kills me on the inside.
The darkness that makes me holow as a shell.
A mask.
I tear myself apart.
Fighting what im.
Living what im not.
Saving the world.
Holding people together.
and yet killing people.
Hold my hand keep me here.
Tell me im not alone.
Catch me when i fall.
For every one falls.
Some people just decide to jump to see who will catch them.
This mood will pass as do my personalitys.
Who im.
The bigest question I ask myself.
The only question I cant asnwer.