Could it be?

my hands are dry
my feet are cold
eyes are glazed
im feeling bold
feeling lonely
free to say what i want
ill push you away
after all you had to say
that wasn't what you meant
or a 'read-between-the-lines' type of thing
my glands are swollen
from my lungs to my head
thoughts scattered
did I really mean everything I said?
Why do i have to be so abrasive?
at 24 I still react with one emotion
to the people who care most
Anger.
That has been eating at my insides
for far longer than anyone knows
temper tantrums as a child
raging at my sisters.
doors ripped from its hinges
my head heave.. heaving.. heaved
through beautiful stained glass windows
just to note the damage is far more on the glass.
on me, just a scratch. the blood wasnt enough
Bring it up a size.
A nice big pitcher window.
Hurl.. hurling.. hurled my head
through that thick paned glass.
finally what i wanted.
tainted my body,
drenched my hair,
dyed my clothing,
the colour of red.
When would it ever be enough?
how do i control it now?
Sometimes it bubbles
it rises into my throat
and pushes down the good
brings out the hurt
mine.
Could that dark figured man really
be..
my anger, emotion, and pain
manifested into a negative being
unleashed onto
me?
In reality unleashed onto
thee?



It takes a strong person
to make amends and apologize,
it takes an even stronger person
to listen and forgive.
I'm sorry. <3