Late Nights

Cant Function?

So confused...
I feel like I've lost my touch...
Can't figure out what's with me...
I can't pick up the pen like I used to...
I feel like I can't touch...
I can't express...
I can't write the way I used to...
No ideas float...
My heads empty...
I panic
It's tragic
I can't function
I don't know what's wrong with me
My heads empty and these late nights don't help staying up staring into the blackness wonders what is the meaning of life?
What's is my purpose?
Why am I here?
Who am I?
Who cares for me?
Am I alone?
Am I even part of this world?
What's wrong with me?
Why do I care for the things no one cares
Why do I put my faith in people who would hurt me
Why do I trust over and over when I've been hurt so many times
No one understands most of the time and it's ok I guess I rather have no one understand then having people feel this pain and emptiness...
This feelings of loneliness and no love
I don't get it sometimes
Why do I feel distance and my heart feels incomplete
But there still a beat,
Its beating and beating but not feelings
Wondering sometimes whats eating me up
I don't know anything
Do I wanna be drunk?
Do I wanna be high?
Can drugs help me?
Should I grab the blade
Just one cut
Just a little blood dripping
Let me feed my demons
Just a little snack for them
There still raging in there cages in my head
My head which is filled with mazes
There's nothing more amazing
Then the feeling of your head trying to kill you
It doesn't matter
I rather be alone
I rather walk around in circles
Then go straight down misery
I can't function anymore