Anger wells up within, threatening to explode
And so it does, over those closest to me
Pride screams out unwillingness to repent
Conflict flows and accumulates its potency
With each tear jerking minute
I grow harsher and more stanch
In my imperfections and my self righteousness
I spill over with uncontrollable venom
They run for fear, driven away
And still
I am correct, cold and haughty
But I cannot ever consent nor believe:
That it is my own fault
That I am not a victim
Of anything but myself
The rebellious stand tall.
They stand lonely