Rage

There's a lot of rage inside me. 

This rage is turning into tears. 

A lot of unsaid secrets are stuck in my throat. 

I don't know why I feel this way. 

But I do. 

And I can't help myself. 

I have no control over my bad dreams.

I can just let out silent screams.

And watch as everything starts to slip and fade away. 

It's just another bad day. 

Another horrible night. 

Another creepy feeling that's making me want to burn my skin!