I wonder about the toxicity of my emotions. I am like walking, flesh of poison. My body is filled with all of these formations! I can not get into a stable position. I doubt my thoughts and my actions, while holding back true feelings of pure disgust and anger. I am tired of being the Happy person that everyone sees me as. I am tired of being so nice. I am sick to my stomach with mundane job duties and "office Etiquette!" I am TIRED!
The darkness embodies the blackest sky of night
flashes of anger blast in my cornea piercing into my skull
sadness overwhelms my motions and no smiles are made
breath escapes the nostrils of innocence
frightened senses arouse amidst the fumes of this night
never stop to look back again but past resurfaces
Poison boils and cumbusts within my veins
I can not replace, or negate it
The only choice I have now is to face it
Blabbering Mush
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