Nervous Breakdown

Heres comes the nervous breakdown, quick depression into slow anxiety. Heres comes the nervous breakdown, swallowing pity of yourself. Heres comes the nervous breakdown, cold heat shaking your bones. Heres comes the nervous breakdown, aching brain, twitching veins. It's the nervous breakdown with explosive results. Why the nervous breakdown? Because too much knowledge provokes me. Bring the nervous breakdown, sadistic, painful enticing. Stop the nervous breakdown, I cant find my purity. Hopeless enemies of ones self slipping into my mind of cleanliness, polluting my being, turning it into an everlasting jungle of mazes containing horrible truth of my family, my friends, my country. I want it back. I want it back. I want it back. My original self, my starting line, my old life. Why has the essence of family tainted what is theirs to enhance? My head hurts, it bubbles with the honest to god reality that is my creation. Still the nervous breakdown, here only minutes but already it is acquainted with me. Now I shall begin life anew into an anxious depressed, shiny and new. Old self being. But if I'm finally used to my new attachment then why does my head still hurt?