Broken hearts and broken dreams

All I can think about is
Broken hearts and broken dreams.
Cannot sleep, cannot eat;
Don't you understand that I'm dying here?
Even teachers ask me what is wrong,
Frowning, I shake my head at turn away,
Giving no response to their concerned expressions.
How can such a stupid mistake make me die?
I'm not dead yet, but give me time-
Just a week more, and my soul will be gone,
Killed by my stupidity and your unforgiving.
Lost in the swirling tide of pain.
My blank eyes stare at sheet of paper-
No notes to make them sing
Or words to make them feel.
Papers waiting for ingenuity
Quieted when I place my pen on the desk,
Regretting what I don't even regret.
Save me from myself
Tying knots of a rope that I'll never use,
Unable to live when life is here
Void of all emotion.
Will you ever forgive me,
eXcusing my trespass against you?
Yellow dreams are crushed in time
Zero chances are left for me.