Cornered by Intricacy

Why do I feel this way? Uncontrollable sobs burst out like a cry for help. Perhaps I know too much... Or as it may be, I just think I do. Today is not a good day. I can hardly enjoy anything because of this sickening sentiment that my tears attempt to release. What is most confusing--frustrating, rather--is why? It's something that I do not understand, and therefore I fear it. I've tried to put the puzzle together, but I'm missing so many pieces. Maybe I just need to go in a different direction, but I feel that I'm already following the right path... How can this be? These apprehensions locked within me are so intoxicating and smothering... Heavy gasps escape, yet everything remains inside.