Too Late

This is a poem that I used to reach out for help when I couldnt ask for it out loud.

Coming together only as I'm falling apart,
Clinging to what hurts the most.
Finding faith in all the lies I breathe,
counting on them to pull me through.
But what if they don't?
Will I disappear before your eyes?
Or would you even notice?
You say you care,
But I'm already fading...