The ache in my heart

I feel this ache in my heart, Which tells me to stop But my brain is stronger, with all that power it has over my hour. Over my mind, my body, my heart, these annoying thoughts take part. Part of my life and taking space, making me fade. I lose my strenght, hoping it ends My only wish now is to do it again, breaking a glass and then... Hurting till I maybe go crazy? Maybe, Maybe I'll do but probably no I'll stay in that fog, which just creates more thoughts. That fog which is like a cupola and lets me forget who I was. I'm tired and want to give it my life till I die.