Missing Stones (Poem)

Walking upon, some missing stones. All crooked and broken. Chipped sides, and degrading bit by bit. By the pond, you find me skipping. I throw in pebbles, i close me eyes and hear them skip. My heart pounds, i can't breathe. For once, I am satisfied... But then, as i had found out, some stones were missing, i clutched onto my heart, and watched the world tear apart. I Did Not Exist... I cried my life away, i was at least lucky if i even could. Most of the time, I stood, emotionless. No anger, no sadness, no happiness or anything. And as i look at the wall, i saw my life pass by. Sleepless nights, an hour sleep if lucky. I haven't eaten for days, no wonder i almost collapsed in the cafeteria. I Am A Mess... I was failing two of my best classes, i just couldn't focus. Life didn't matter anymore, no guys, no friends, no life...but my own. Missing stones, can't break my bones, But instead will kill me, emotionally. I died that day, I could not feel. I had no heart, it was made of steel. I never did exist, and i never will. I want to though, but i can't. That is why i did that to myself. As punishment for existing. I should have never lost those stones, i should have never got them in the first place. And as i look into the water, i see a beautiful, bright glow. I put my hand in, and lifted up out of the water, a magnificent stone. I want to cry, of the magnificent perfection it holds. Yet i throw it back into the water. Never will i deserve this stone, i don't exist-Remember? Lost With Missing Stones...