Locking myself in a room, trying to reach out

The pain is cutting out my heart into pieces, whats wrong with me?

Every day has it´s own way to tell what you gotta deal with
Sometimes it´s breaks your own heart,
when you can´t see it through

You keep trying to be strong.. for what? When nothing does´nt makes a sense

Were do you stand?

Who stands beside you?

There is nothing left here, its´all empty, but still is that an excuse why my life turned to be a misery?