Psycopath much?
Music: Kerrang TV
Once again I wake up unrested, eyes burning and fuzzy headacheyness threatening. But more than that, I am just angry, I sit here with every fibre of my being screeching anger, hatred, knotted and raging. At what? That's the million dollar question. I'm railing aainst the unseen, the unknown something I can't or won't fathom. And I'm left fascinated by my perfectly calm and normal exterior while my inside threatens to burst out through my skin and tear at the world and I can almost hear the roar in my head.
And it feels good just to acknowledge it.
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