The Story Of A Nerve.

I had a nerve,
The nerve activated
the self preservation
mechanism.

The nerve was destructive too,
Suicidal and crazy.

'Why me?' thinking to
the nerve, which knew
nothing of feelings, I tried asking.
I then stopped wanting to know.
Though, I had to keep trusting it,
the nerve was fatal and
I was on a theory.

I hid myself; it made me, or it did not.
I tried numbing the pain,
Either the nerve made everything a nothing, or everything that was there for me.
A complete me, or just a mess called me.

The nerve tried saving me, it did.