Fight Or Invite

Cut My Skin, And My Blood Runs Black
Come To Close, I'm Very Likely To Attack
I'm Not Good At Dealing, With Feelings And Emotion
Probably Half The Reason, I'm Explosive And Broken
One Thing I Do Know For Sure, Is Anxiety
It Darkens My Day, So Quickly And Silently  
All Of A Sudden, So Dark And Intense
Just Stuck In The Moment, In A State Of Suspense  
I Struggle To Fight It, But Prepare For Resistance
Knowing Every Time I Do, I Become A Little Bit More Distant  
So Do I Let It Take Me, Or Ride It Until The End
After All, It May Be My Only Friend