Memoirs

Rage

I have this rage inside me. I picture myself screaming at the top of my lungs, letting it all out. It sounds strong, hate filled, scary, and I never actually let it out but I see it. It’s there off an on and comes up for different reasons. I think it’s me screaming to the universe “I’ve had enough, I can’t take anymore, and what the fuck else do you want from me?”. Maybe someday I will actually let it out.

I’m lonely.