Self-Combustible

I feel myself imploding as

pressure builds up around me;



I become filled up with worry-

my self-destruction is near.  



Fear shakes me to the core,

all my mistakes are mine to bear.



I am collapsing within myself

from the sting of relapsed failure.



Composure is an unknown emotion;

I’ve become prone to crashing.



Lashing out at all who arouse me,

I cannot be doused when I’m inflamed.



Blamed by those who broke me,

only smoke will remain in my wake.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: Shinedown's "Breaking Inside"

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