I find anger raging inside,
Just by seeing people angry around me,
All the time.
I see myself being not me,
Demon residing,
I am loosing myself one by one,
Lost,
Getting lost,
Turmoil is coming through my veins,
No blood gives people such mood,
Seems like something else is flowing through,
Very cold,
A liquid of rage,
I am possessed by demons of thoughts,
Not even about me or originally mine,
But of people who live around me,
Affecting like a pandemic to all my senses alike.
My hands stop writing it,
I see the first stanza and keep reciting it,
I stop getting any thoughts,
I stare the screen for hours,
I am lost,
Do not know who I am,
Figuring out my next step,
Should find myself or what to do next,
Should even breathe or just get away with the life itself,
It is not question that scares me,
It is the damn people and attitude around me,
They are pissed of, pissing my brain to a context until it does not work,
They are mad,
They are furious,
Childish,
Do not know what they are even speaking,
They act,
I hate it.
I have become such a cold person now,
I know I made myself this way because,
I do not want to face all those negativity around me,
I am lost I know,
But these words and fights around me is,
making me worse,
Making my demon rise to a level,
I do not want to live anymore,
I kind of extract,
I am kind of exact,
I am lost,
Not because of me,
But the things and people I am with seems the reason to be,
Impatient,
Unforgiving,
Raged in anger,
Caring just their feelings.
Fuck it.
