Anger pulses through my veins
I have no time to react, 
Only to snap. Quickly fighting back.
Defense on high.
My mood is altered
My thoughts diluted.
Mind hazy.
I realize what I do.
Who I hurt and how I do.
Yet, none of it seems to matter.
Only a short time until my emotions shatter.
Stuck in a deep abyss.
Grasping, Reaching, Barely breathing- for that one moment of bliss.
My family set me up for a disaster, I didn't ask for any of this.
This barely being of a poetic form.
Lately I haven't written, Haven't had words to describe my life.
Only now do I decide it's time to write.
These words don't mean anything to you.
Unless you know me, Which I highly doubt you do.
I'd like to see you attempt to reach me, But which one of you would make a first move?
I dare you, barely time to lose.