The Hysteric

Me

I am afraid 

Of making a decision
Of what will happen if I don't
Of three things

Three people affecting me 

Three voices to listen to

Three directions to choose

None of this can be any good,
what has been quietly rising
in temperature (and temper) is
reaching fever pitch

I've been running in fear, in three
different directions, and now I'm
moving faster, and now I'm being
pulled apart at the seams until I'm
nothing

This is the decision between
a head screaming with hysterics
and a heart fluttering with hope

and it's up to

Me