Thoughts stampeding through my mind as my eyes try to focus on pages of words. Images of myself clashing with those of Jean causing me to neglect the story she's trying to break down to me. It's just hard to hear her over my screams. Visualizing the car scene that took place just an hour ago Envisioning myself as the demon Wondering if I was overreacting...
Replaying all the scenes where my anger fuse has dwindled too fast My mouth pained with a quick tongue Curious if a drink would've calmed my nerves
I just hope people don't replay these moments like I do...
I've inherited my mothers temper followed by my fathers guilt. It's no fun apologizing to yourself for your emotions. I find myself pained.