Why Have You Returned?!

I stare into space from time to time and all seems clear...
Then, that wind that I'd ignored began to breeze harder...
That niggling little thing suddenly became an adversary...
And a wall barricades me into a corner without room to breathe...
I make a move and the claustrophobia grows, pinning me down...
I can't take anymore...
I'm cold, alone and closed to the world...
But no one sees...
This burning rage is bringing me to my knees...
The searing pain and hatred singes my delicate armour...
My rose-tinted glasses have fallen once again...
I am left in this multicoloured universe of anguish and despair
Why have you returned?!
What has caused you to arise in my heart once again?
Give me some release...
For once, why can't I be the one to please?!
I could turn against myself and cause this inner spirit harm...
I could tear my mind asunder again and leave myself for dead...
I could scream the Earth to shards of it's former glory...
But, I couldn't purge these evil demons from my head...
I am a lifeless corpse...
The walking dead of some rotting hole of soil and decomposed skin...
I am the heartless machine...
I am a banshee's scream...

((Dedicated to the power struggle I have going on in my head between the day to day me and the alter ego screaming to be let loose on the world with reckless abandonment of my life... Not a generally nice thing...))