I feel this

I fall but i also always try
Seems like no one's ever there
to hear my cry
others just know how to stare

It's what I see instead,
my reveries dont ever end,
so i just go ahead
and attempt to defend,

defend a part that's always mine,
my broken tortured soul,
chills creep down my spine
as i try to keep it whole

I can try to carry on
try, and keep trying
to the nothingness i look upon
while the pain is slowly dying