My thoughts are like a river, flowing freely and eroding my brain. They swerve like a car, one small trigger and all of the bad things come back in a flash. They're like a tiger, unable to be tamed, no matter how hard you try.
My emotions are like the waves, temperamental and dark. Able to drown you in a split second, if you let them. And sometimes, even when you struggle, you are sucked under, unable to breath.
Things can get scary, people don't seem to understand how unstable I am. At the flick of a switch, the blink of an eye, I could snap. I've only had minor snaps before, but I sense a big one coming, racing like a hurricane.
I am as shatterable as glass, and as unstoppable as nature. My emotion changes are as inevitable as death, my pain as deep as an artery. I'm dying from the inside out.