I'm falling to pieces, and nothing can catch.

All I want to do is sleep, all I want to do is cry. 

Struggling to find the will to get out of bed in the morning, to find the will to smile.

Every night I'm getting more and more down and deeper into this encasing abyss.

I'm starting to doubt reality, how do I know this is what's true?

How can I tell that I'm not just in one big computer nightmare - and my whole life has been a hoax?

Potentially I know no-one, feel nothing. Can do nothing. 

How can I know that anything lasts forever? Or that anyone really needs another?

Sure; A loved one dies or leaves. You mourn for them, grieve, then move on with your life.

But the fact that you're still able to function without them there proves you don't really NEED anyone. 

See my drift? Never can you totally build your  -potentially hoax filled -  life and soul on another beings presence, as if it was true you would never be able to function without. 

Where does the line draw on your dependence on another?

But then again if there is no reality, there is no other. There is no you. We're the figment of a higher powers imagination, something so strong the images it portrays feel real themselves.

Can we truly say this is not the case?

We can never know. 

Maybe when we "die", we wake up in the place we REALLY are. Then realise, our whole 'life' has been a lie, one big dream someone else has planted within our minds. But then, when we wake up, the doubt will start again - are we really here?

I'm slowly driving myself into insanity, I need to know that life as I know it is real. How can you tell, how can you prove? Beginning to think the only way to find out for yourself is through the release of death. Only then can you see where your destiny lies. But, is there really a destiny? Is there really anything after? Or is it an eternity of suffering and torture? Or Worse .. an eternity of nothing but silent black, Strong and suffocating wrapping round you in velvet. No light. No life. No soul, no mind.

Is it worth the release of death? can you die after you're dead? Can you escape from the mindless torture?

As you can see, I'm questioning - seriously questioning- my mind and my sanity, my life and my world. I want to know, I NEED to know what's going on and pinpoint where reality ends and a robotic mindless image begins. 

I seriously need help.