This Summer has been very....defining...if you will. I have been finding myself in a constant state of rage that I can't even go one day without thinking about hurting someone, or throwing something, or even just yelling at the top of my lungs until my face turns red and I run out of breath. Is this normal? I've asked myself this question many times this Summer. And the thing is, I don't know. Any little thing can set me off. I'm literally my own bomb. One of these days I'm going to snap and I have a feeling that it will be myself that is going to get hurt. This is not a suicide note nor is it a note saying that I'm going to hurt myself, because I can't. I am merely saying that I feel trapped in this demanding world. I am saying that my inner Beast wants out. It's trapped within the confines of my slowly growing fury. There is only one solution. But it's not here. I can't get to it because there are so many obstacles that are blocking the way to the darkness.
I am stuck.
My inner ***** is....stuck.
I am not complaining nor am I keeping quiet about this feeling any longer. It is out... I am and will always be *****. I have changed. Not for the better, not for the worse. I am in between. I am infuriatingly happy. I am stuck..... . . . .
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