Boiling point

My blood boils
coagulating all that is good and sweet in me

Life has not been easy
hurdling has left me
...breathless

I try to find centre
but fail hitting my mark

Life is rocky as it is
much less to complicate it with love

The memories of loves not fulfilled
never truly fade
though no longer viable

Maybe I was born to be fueled by angst and discord
smoke myself into oblivion

I want to cry but tears elude me
do something
break something
shatter the silence

Run naked
SCREAM
anything but this quiet
silent
monotony.