Crisis

Watch myself fade away still alive but meant to decay will I ever truly know where to go who to run to and who to don't fighting off my bloodline feel it breaking in my bones unfortunately salt won't banish these ghosts, tell me who I am please I need to know what am I rushing towards so urgently when the only thing that happens is me getting old was there ever truly a starting line did I just fall behind? what is the point of the sick little life I feel like I'm loosing my mind