On the Verge Again

am I on the verge of a nervous breakdown?
lost is the detachment of self inside
ever do I wish for a peaceful solution
this sanity is all I have left
she left me with no feeling
like death it fades to black
in some sense of the word
finding an obstacle in it's path
a crushing blow to the self esteem
bring some change to the party
when you take a blow to the brain
it all falls into place
this twisted peace
of enchantment
spiraling
down
thru
my worsening gut
in time
I
sleep