Anger

Anger.

"It makes my heart beat like a sewing machine, fast and furious, my mind is racing and my hands are shaking. I have zero control over it, but I have to keep it all in, even through sometimes I just feel like screaming at the top of my lungs, I feel like swearing but I don't because I know the people around me will judge me. I have to lock it all inside me and throw away the key. The worst thing is when the ones that are making you enraged are the ones that you love the most, but you can't tell them they broke your heart, you can't tell them they are the reason for your devastation and then you're left with no one, no one to talk to and no one to comfort you, just anger at its rawest and purest."