I am like a wall of thorns
An acacia
Such perfect biology with one defect…
I cannot let you close
My deepest longing has become
My darkest fear
The thorns of my mind keep out
The imagined evils
Even the slightest of touches drives
The thorns into my own flesh
I only hurt myself, but…
I cannot escape my own mind
My very soul has been entrapped
Within the iron bars of anxiety
The hands they drag me down
So that all I can see is the blood
Rushing in front of my eyes
I am choked by my depression
And you cannot save me, because
I cannot let you.