Other Side Poem by Phil Panebianco

Feeling down and out,
backed into a corner.
I hold my head in my hands,
sick of my innervoice screaming.
My other side trying to break through.
Make it's impact felt by those around me.
To say the things that I am afraid of.
To speak the truth, not what they want to hear.
Sick of feeling intmidated.
Sick of all the b**ching,
the constant complaining.
Almost as if I am not there.
Almost as if they don't care.
Or maybe they just don't see the pain their words cause?
Maybe it's just me?
Maybe my other side must break free?
Please break free and rescue me.