To Anyone:

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.