No.

Everything is slipping away from me.
All of my hopes... right through my fingers.
Sometimes,
I think I hold on too hard.
A bitter aftertaste sharply lingers.
It stays here,
And darkness tries to pull me down.
Again.
But I'm not going back there.
All the rejection in the world, Can't take me back there...
Sometimes,
You have to get dragged through the dirt.
To make getting up,
Worth it all.
A blue sky,
Looks so much betterm After years.
Of nothing.

It's falling apart.
Everything.
The darkness tries to pull me down again.
I'm not going back.
I won't fall apart again...