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Ugliness Inside
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Personal (Melancholy) Everything within me is broken;
my scars are on the inside.
My thoughts suffocate;
my mind is a prison cell.
Sentenced to solitary confinement,
condemned to reclusivity.
There's a tornado in my head,
swirling rage seeps from pores.
Emotions take control
and I surrender to them,
a slave to where they take me.
The darkest parts of me
rise to the surface
like a toxic vomit.
My spitefulness spews
like a violent brew
concocted deep within.
It poisons everything around me,
as all flee in shock
of the ugliness inside me.
