Second Nature

There is some talent

in everyone

and

what I have

is,

feeling lonely,

angry with

myself

or at

others,

with uncontrollable

upsurges worth

causing severe

harm to

myself

or others.

I can be

just fine

right now and

I can be

a hurricane

tomorrow;

it happens

so fast

and nobody

even senses

it;

I just want to

go, sit alone,

think about

what happened

and

what triggered

until I

realize

I need to

become a

breeze again.

Because...

this hurricane

develops

like a poison

in my head

and

I strongly,

very strongly

feel that

only

I suffocate

in it.