Let me bury myself with worry
In a fit of rage!
Scratch out every strand of hair
And carry on with my useless ramblings!

Let me borough beneath my shame
Stew and rot in my own filth
Putrid, in the height of day
Sick
Vile
Wretched

The hideous creature I have become
He fritters away the wondrous light
For the favor of darkness, feasting carnivorous
A festering liver, a black pulsating heart
Poisoned to the brim in despicable gluttony!

I plead and grovel
For the madness to halt
The terrifying swarm of self-doubts
Lacerating! Slashing! Prodding and scrapping!
My girth wrenches, visions narrowed and distorted
I spring and shout
Spiraling the confines of my bedroom

The fabric of my sanity unravels
Swirling, convulsing, scratching and bleeding
I collapse in a pool of sweat and tears
Curl and rocking, cursing the carpet with my fists
My eyes roll back as I let out a deafening growl
Flailing my hands, stomping and cursing
And then silence
Lingering for the next skirmish
The coming struggle
Perhaps, my final toll of peace
Perhaps, my call of self-assurance

Okay well i had a major panic attack, and this is the result.