I'm Falling Apart

I had a breakdown.
I can no longer pick up a notebook and stream ideas from the pen.
I have no fucking place to run to.
I think I have frightened him away.
My damn phone has been taken away.
I'm restless.
I'm angry.
I can barely control this anger.
I'm just as edgy today as I was yesterday.
There is nothing to clean in my room to clear my mind.
I'm fucking falling apart.