Whats the point?

I'm slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity, With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony. Are you telling me who I am, who I was, who I'm meant to be. Corrupting my mind till I can't break free. Consumed in my own sadness, my life becomes like a cage. A story that others are writing and i cant make my own page. To wake up in the morning and feeling there's no reason. My days continue to fly by and i don't realize the season.