Pick your poison
You find yourself being sucked into that black hole of futile emotion and start grabbing for anything that can keep you from going under ...an upper, downers, word fueled emotions; fuel the words that ricochet and end up leaving you on the floor.
Some pick people to gravitate toward in hopes that another could clean their wounds.
Some delinquently, cast a shadow to blur the lines that symbol the light and dark.
...Pick your poison. But don't blame me.