Victim

I am a victim of myself

My thoughts

Putrid from an adrenaline based response

Granted it came from the Stone Age

My predators are nowhere to be found

I sense danger but it is only a cage

My room keeps me safe but only from myself

Scattered, this response reflects

Only that which is not felt by others

That is why I am the only victim of my lifestyle

No one else will understand

And that’s okay because I still don’t