Deliver Me

I have so much anger inside of me, it's about to spill out onto the floor.
I feel like I'm sinking. I don't know who I am anymore.

And when I try to figure it out, I dig myself deeper into the confusion. I feel like I've been dropped into a desert with no map, trying to make it to civilization without dying of mental dehydration.

My thoughts aren't racing with intellectuality any longer, just the poignant sting of this sullen ache in my brain.
I can't breathe without hurting.

I'm depressed and without any resources to pull me out of it.
I feel like I'll wither at any moment.