Anger has found its way into me again.
The thoughts twist in a mess of rage, agony, and sorrow.
Images blur in my mind and get mixed with a reality that doesn't exist.
The thoughts move with the music I listen to.
I was just listening to them but, they skip back and forth on one specific section;
a broken record.
My hands shake with anxiety as my hunger for a taste that I can't give increases when the moon shines upon my insanity.
The pain in my chest appears when hearing your voice, but is killed by the spike of reality pierces through.
All sound goes into a sound that doesn't reach my ears.
Hot tears feel like molten metal as they inch their way to the earth.
I pray that it will end sooner tonight, but I know its wont go away.
It only leaves and hides behind a fake smile or an innocent laugh.
I pray these feelings find salvation.
To find a home, to find warmth,
I don't want to feel this misery anymore.