Don't get it

Have no words to explain

Have no voice to scream

There's only a dim light

Bring us further

And it's getting cold

I barely can feel my fingers

I hardly can understand

And this smoke makes it colder

I still don't get it

What's happening? 

There are only noises from the silence

What should I do? 

What do I need? 

I can't figure it out

Even when I touch my last cigarette

I don't know when

I think it would be happier if I were a kid. Right?
I just looked at my photos and realized that this world won't be nicer. If I had another chance to live, I would try to be a better person. I feel that I'm ....fu*ked up. Always. It's because of me, myself. The one who should be responsible for my life is me. No one else.