The Noose


My demon.

My ever constant battle that I hardly ever win.

A noose that tightens till I explode.

Do I even know how to live without this emotion?

Do I thrive on it now? Can I let it go?

I find things that people do just simply irritating.

I don’t have patience.

Do I even want to change?

People don’t change…at least the ones that keep getting on my nerves.

Just a rant into the void of empty space so I don’t blow my fuse.

My biggest fault.