My drive is irrational, My thoughts are extravagant, so I will not be surprised that by the end the of the road, i will become my own downfall.

I could see everything,

Yet nothing at the same time,

I could feel everything,

But nothing at the same time,

It was so suffocating,

Enough to make me panic,

But just not quite enough to finish the job,

Looking and asking around for the place where I can finally breath was a struggle,

and the farther I went,

The more I realized that there is no turning back,

And that even at my safest,

I will continue to keep getting hit,

Over and over again,

Until I am forced to claw my way out of my safe space,

Driven by my insanity.