Updated: Mar 11, 2022
A fire rages in my chest,
fueled by my anger.
It’s growing,
spreading;
it runs through my veins,
and uses my bones,
as
kindling.
I cannot contain it,
and I’m afraid
that soon,
I will explode on someone.
I need someone to help carry the load
that is my existence.
It’s moments like these,
that make me wish
I was better at relationships.
I clench my jaw,
make a fist,
and carry on a usual-
alone.
-C.H.
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