I'm Weak

This is not a cry for help
This is not an attention seek
I just need to say
That I’ve become so weak

I don’t know what to do
Should I save my mask or have it fall apart
Should I keep my pain hidden inside
Or expose my shattered heart

I don’t know if I want their help
If I want all their advice
Or if I want to take a blade
And down my arm make a slice

I’m weak and I need help
The truth is entangled with lies
I don’t know how to separate them
Or how to silence these screaming cries

One by one the tears are falling
And I can’t stop the flow
And the thoughts just keep rushing
About what I do not know

Behind me is my mirror
But my reflection’s full of cracks
And when I stare into my eyes
They’re just completely black

Now the shadows are talking to me
Saying I must be insane
But I know I’m already weak
It’s all the build up of this pain

And the impulse for a blade
Begins to get so strong
It pushes my hand to pick one up
Though my conscience knows it’s wrong

But this pain gets overwhelming
Until it reaches to my soul
And as it singes through me
I lose what’s left of control

It’s finished! Thanks to all that commented and helped it along. Sorry if it’s still a little confusing, but let me know what you think just the same! Thanks again!