Anger prodigy

Uncontrollable shaking, fainting becomes my desperate attempt; to take me up from this horrible dream, which I have found myself in. Unstoppable tears stain my face as my heart pleads for help. Choking on my own breath, as I make my attempt to tell those who care. My cries grow louder as my tears fall faster, while holding onto the wall. The only thing keeping me up is the cold wall, it holds me from the floor which calls more and more; telling me to lay down and let everything flow out and away. Telling me that it was all going to be ok, but I refuse. Now I sit here these memories treating me once again. How can I stop the trembling when I'm not afraid? I'm not afraid, but angry at you.