It changes me,
In the worst way possible.

I become emotionless
I see nothing ..... but RED
I cant help it sometimes.

I hate what i become
I don't want to open the cage yet it feels so good

The walls feel my pain
They know it
They hear it
They bear it with me

It is something we all suffer from
It eats us from the inside
It confuses us
It kills us.

Some are immune
huh lucky them
they live in a utopia
A utopia i wish i had the key to.

I don't know what to do,
All i know is that i'm angry at anger.