Anger
Hatred
Fustration

These are the emotions I feel
as I sit by my ill-favored self

A broken heart
Shattered from anger

A distorted mind
Shaken by fustration

A liquid soul
Melted by hatred

The peices are lost
In a torrent sea of toxic

I drown as i try to pick up the peices
Sinking further
Into the cold parasitic wastes

Then I awake from my depression
The feeling still weighs me down

I take a deep breath
Pick up the scattered remains
And detoxify myself

These feelings wernt ment for me