How do you live

So this is it. 
This is who I am.

A burden. Annoying. A nuisance.

No one to turn to.

no friends to hold me.

alone, in this cycling world.

I want to end it all,

but can't,

I want to break the fall,

but can't

How does one come back from this?

How does one break free,

of the chains that have encircled me?

Darkness looms, 

ever present,

hovering around my head,

I choose sunshine to fight it,

but what does one do when they feel they've run out of light,

run out of soul?

How do you fight when you just feel beaten?

How do you win, when you haven't even eaten?

How do you live?