I am lost

The lines are blurred by my watery eyes The tears I cry rain down upon my lips I taste the salt running through my cracks The lines are blurred by my sobs The wails escape my lips I shudder in the cold as my skin freezes over. The lines are blurred by my pain The ache I feel in my heart Tears me apart, as I unravel at the seams. Like my grandmothers old blanket the one I used to cuddle with to sleep. The one the dried my tears and now I am without as I weep. I wish I could sleep, but my agony keeps me awake. Keeps the silence of sleep at bay. The lines are blurred And I cannot see the end, Nor where I began.