new something

anger eats at me endlessly

never ending, never ceasing

its origin not fully known to me

it hides and lurks around each and every corner

demons on their hunt, to feast

triggering hate in every motion

there is no safe place now, no haven

my insecurities bare themselves

I need to know for myself, what I have known all along; I haven't known it

what am I.

can I rely on internal alone, even when there seems to be no where to turn

truth I know not.

truth exists, no one may know it all and no one is right always

what is important..depends

every person everywhere, different in some sense, in some way

overwhelmed I am.

no ones words to settle the pain

no words to console

no thoughts to help

no one can change it, no one can explain it away

no consolation, pity, sympathy, empathy...

what do your words mean.

yet they mean the world.

they cannot any longer for as I am human you are

what can be said, we all long for love, that is true

no one, no man, nor woman can deny that

liars are made out of anyone denying this, anyone who denies this, denies their very existence.