confusion.

I am tired. I have been tired. I was born tired. what do I need to do? I am nothing. I have been nothing. I was born nothing. can you save me? from here, looking down from the cliff I stand on, waiting. waiting for you, to come running to me. one word from you and I will be back into your arms, hold my hand so I can crawl back up. but you aren't here, you haven't been here, it's been years and I still remember your face that is drilled into my brain. you left all of a sudden, out of grasp out of touch. I couldn't stop the tears, or the blood pouring out of my arm. it was my fault. I've apologized so many times but you seem deaf, and the moon doesn't care enough to send my words to you.