this is it, my cry for help

[trinatrina36]

My cheeks are tear stained and my eyes won't stop welling up.

Its 4:07 am and I'm having a breakdown.

My roommate's gone, nothing unusual, but I feel more alone than ever.

I came online. Looking for some comfort.

I have no where to turn.

Enough unreturned phone calls have let me know I'm gone.

I haven't been in this place in months.

Where the only thing I want to do is make things right, but I can't.

My call an hour ago was a reminder of that.

That feeling has returned. Nothing I do feels right.

I'm just so un-right.