There are some events in life that leave you hollow. 

That take every piece of you until there's nothing left.

It swallows you, and as you are trying to get back whatever piece of life you think you have..

You become nothing.

The air is gone.

The breath is gone.

The love is gone.

And as you're staring at yourself in the mirror. 

Wondering how the hell you go to this place.

Wondering what the hell finally drove you off that bridge.

You smile.

You laugh meniacally. 

You cry. 

And then a wave of anger appears.

It has all become clear.

You.

Killed.

Yourself.

Trying to be someone else.