But what's going to heal my soul?

Staring at the screen thinking about what to say makes me cry. It's not like I feel like I have to write something to keep regularly venting my pathetic problems to some really lovely people who I don't know, but I want to write something because there has to be a way to get some of these thoughts out of my head. It's so fucked up that I forget the reasons why I'm upset so I can't assess whether it's getting better or not but I can't shake the bad feeling. 

Could I breathe please one last time before I curl up and die, my world is losing light.

S