I'm so unstable these days.
I'm always sad and I keep losing my temper for no good reason.
I've hurt people,
And I'm afraid of hurting them more;
Also afraid that they'll hurt me worse,
Worse than I've already hurt myself.

However hard I try to keep my anxiety at bay,
It always finds a way to creep up behind me and taser me
And play with my delicate emotions.

And as my heart pounds
And my throat burns
And screams ring in my ears, I think
I need to find a way out of this hell.
Now.