Who Is Who? Poem by Crimson Haze

Friends, enemies,
who is who?

My mental wall keeps building.
Higher and higher,
thicker and thicker.

Soon the friends I did have that were able to brake throw my wall.
Now can not find a way in....
I want to let them help,
but don't know how.

I get so upset and my mind shuts down,
and I get numb.
They just want to help...
I keep telling myself this but for some reason I can't make myself believe it.
The more questions they ask the more I feel I need to protect myself.
I block them out.

And now I'm closed in myself,
safe.... so I think.
calm.... for now.

Until....
I need to get out..
But now know one wants to help...
I'm locked inside my self who can help?

The darkness is closing in on me.
Constricting me.
Closing in on me.

But I can no longer pretend,
I can no longer fake the fact,
that there is know one,
that can save me,
from myself.