Process of breaking down inside

Take what i am
Shatter it to the ground
Im spiraling fastly
Im falling down
Ill just crawl
Til all i can do is lay
Like a slug
Dragging itself through a salt trap
With an illusion its just mud
And the death is just a short nap

It burns
Oh god does it burn
Taking me slowly with it
Eating away at me
Like im some insect infested piece of fruit someone left for trash
But ill accept this crash
Theres nothing else to do
Other than watch a fading hue
and become numb
Alive, breathing,
Catatonic all the same
Whats it matter anyways

Id rather this...
A nothing bliss...

Than continue to feel anything whatsoever toward you