There is a problem,
But I don’t know what it is.
I can feel the inner awkwardness,
But don’t understand why.
As if it is veiled from my soul.
I feel frustrated inside.
And it is projected outwards onto others,
Which is unfair on them,
As its not their fault I am so frustrated,
And angry at myself For being unable to determine what the issue is.
I can feel the want for expression,
As if I want to scream,
But I don’t know what I want to let out.
I don’t know if I want to yell out words,
Or just some kind of primal scream
To eject all this frustration that brood's inside of me.
It is holding me back from being who I am,
And now the suppression of that side of me,
Is making me feel less,
I am growing angry,
And I know that the frustration leads onto that anger,
And I am annoyed with myself
For letting things get back to this,
As for so long
I had handled it so well.
I am starting to feel trapped inside myself again.
And it is beginning to rule me and my emotions again.
I have slipped back some years...
And that is worrying.
I need to let it out
Before it consumes me again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.