No Temple Here

i am filled with a sadness

that lives inside rage.

 

                so much has been lost

                with no hope of return.

i don’t want to do anything anymore.

barely eat,

                or sleep.

i can not stand to paint,

or draw..

   or do anything that opens me up.

i am sealed shut.

 

because if I crack just a little

i will destroy it all.

                annihilate everyone.

if someone pushes too hard,

  i do not think I will be able to stop

from snapping and crushing everything.

 

i want to break walls apart

   with my bare hands

i want to bring ruin to my body

because this is no temple.

nothing can be praised here.