Unhinged

I have so much built up aggression.
Mixed with the mind numbing pain of depression.
My mind is walking a thin rope being pulled on each side, building up tension.
Stressed out.
 Running from my constant shifting moods like a sick game of cat and mouse.
My heart is always beating like a drum, and my body feels empty like an old, abandoned house.
But I can't abandon this house of mine.
The day that I leave this home is the day you'll finally know I'm not fine.
I pray for an eviction notice, and I'm not even religious.
Just give me a reason to slam the fucking door and leave, I'll pull it off the hinges.
I'm too unhinged.

I can't ever relax anymore.