This is not a phase,

As they all said. 

They told me my emotions are strong,

So I tried to keep them hid. 

Anger rises in me

As I,

 overflow and boil. 

 

Sadness overwhelms me, 

As I tremble and burrow. 

 

Happiness is rare,

Almost like,

 seeing an old friend. 

 

 

Timid and distraught, 

Cautious of all men. 

Never did I think I could be this mean. 

 

I weep at the feet of my own self sorrow. 

I wash away blood from yesterday’s tomorrow 

 

Why do these thoughts overcrowd my mind

A skunk backed into a corner, is bound to spray in your eye

Please leave me be. 

 

I never asked for this.

never wanted to think this way 

Never have I wished.

My head turns 

I mutter words to say...

“to all the voices whom spew at me”

“STOP TORTURING  ME, THIS WAY!”

I beg you...

please. 

 

I am not this person, 

This isn’t me

please. Please 

I beg you 

I am down on my aching knees.

 

 cackling with pride, 

Knowing I’m afraid. 

 

“Silly child, 

You are but a far off stray. 

No one will ever love you, 

That’s why you must be this way.”

 

“We control you, like the moon does the ocean”

“We pull you in, 

And you Drown in our raging motion.”

 

I plea...

I try...

 I bargain with this fool...

“Let me go, please... 

I have so much to lose.”