the anger
pulsed
pushed
through the air

pushed
pulled
at my head

i could not leave
could not shut
it out
could not feel
fine
can’t be calm

the anger
it pulls
wraps its arms
around me
pulls itself
into that empty place
above my stomach
in my ribcage
it was them
and now
is me

they put
the anger there
placed it
by the force
of the looks
the words
the tears
the anger is
all around
you
are not
you
are never
you
will never be
you

anxiety is
not just fear
it is
primal
the rage
the fear
it wraps itself
in you
and you can only
channel it
inwards
you can only
self destruct

anxiety and anger
are two sides
of the same coin
and i
flip
between
the two
until
i stop
being
anything
at all