2015, January 19 – 160 – anger 2

Anger to lash out.
Why am I so broken?
I compare my bad to others’ good.
I can’t see who I am.
I can’t see what other people see in me.
All I see are vague flaws
and slow progress,
so much so it makes me depressed.
anxiety and stress that crowd me
and I don’t know how to face,
only to run away,
but I can’t.

trying to fight
can’t accept

leading me down empty paths and hallways
to empty walls with no doors
and rooms that echo,
stretching my sanity
but only from the inside
so I don’t show the cracks

I can’t breathe.

What is wrong with me?
I want to sabotage myself.
It’s so easy with nothing to lose,
maybe I just imagined the progress.

Ah, I give up.