It's right in front of me. The same old bull shit. NO disguise, it's too late to cover up these lies. I'm so disgusted, I'm turning inside out. Already raged, I'm trying to think before I shout. Disputing in my head, rather if I should decide to walk away. Losing control, my patients is slipping, I might just stay. Words about to slide out, not quite sure of what I could possibly say. Time freezes in that second of a moment, my heart beat starts to race. I can just imagine the confused look placed upon my face.
Actions of mine are now based on fury. All the faces around are drenched in worries. If I walk out now, will they let me be? Break from these forces keeping my body here and holding back me. Give me the strength to let myself leave. Before I am compelled to speak my mind. Have the others endure the meanings of my vile words and what they leave behind. I assume it to be a confrontation of some kind. While all these thoughts thrash through me, I hold dearly on to my last piece of sanity. Before I possibly freak, lose my mind and am incapable to think. Right then and there I came up with the answer that I seek. I unclenched my fists, grabbed my belongings and allowed myself to leave. I only hope they let me be.
Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 9:31 AM UTC
It's right in front of me. The same old bull shit. NO disguise, it's too late to cover up these lies. I'm so disgusted, I'm turning inside out. Already raged, I'm trying to think before I shout. Disputing in my head, rather if I should decide to walk away. Losing control, my patients is slipping, I might just stay. Words about to slide out, not quite sure of what I could possibly say. Time freezes in that second of a moment, my heart beat starts to race. I can just imagine the confused look placed upon my face.
Actions of mine are now based on fury. All the faces around are drenched in worries. If I walk out now, will they let me be? Break from these forces keeping my body here and holding back me. Give me the strength to let myself leave. Before I am compelled to speak my mind. Have the others endure the meanings of my vile words and what they leave behind. I assume it to be a confrontation of some kind. While all these thoughts thrash through me, I hold dearly on to my last piece of sanity. Before I possibly freak, lose my mind and am incapable to think. Right then and there I came up with the answer that I seek. I unclenched my fists, grabbed my belongings and allowed myself to leave. I only hope they let me be.
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