My temper swells <br />As my psychic barriers fail <br />My soul rolls out of control and it wails <br />I'm try to grasp this emptiness <br />Or this near-bottomless emotion <br />I don't know where it stems from <br />I just know it's causing me to become jaded <br />Callus and overly aggressive <br />It's hard not to be rude and cutting <br />I do my best to avoid mind games <br />Not to completely tear down the walls of their realities <br />I'm at the point I'm fatigued <br />With the idea of anything <br />My attention seems to focused elsewhere <br />My energy's being consumed by locust <br />I'm trying my best, but that seems inadequate<br /><br />Demetrius JonesDixon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/disheveled/
