I'm unstable.
All that I am is balancing on what seems like a thin wire. Walking precariously through my short life, while Life itself is blowing wind at me hoping for me to fall. Yet, nothing is underneath to catch me, not even Death.
Whilst walking with arms stretched out trying to hold on to the pathetic strands of sanity I have left, my emotions flare. I may be overcome with my depression. Mayhap, it leaves and anger takes its place. Or, even, maybe I'll leap off the wire in my feelings of helplessness and loneliness. But who knows. Maybe the 'normal' side of me will snap quickly and just fall with the other side.
Or, what if it attempts to jump back upon the wire? It will won't reach, but with that failure, will it enjoy the fall with the other side? Or complain all throughout forever?