Sometimes my own thoughts consume me, scare me.
I know that the wild situations I create in my untamed mind aren't real,
and yet I scare myself to death.
Its like I'm drowning myself in these poisoned waves of thoughts whose pain is spreading inch by inch all over my body,
making me cripple in agony,
making me want to rip my hair off my head.
I need to save me from myself.
Who knew you could be your own worst enemy.