Fury

Every now and then, I wish everyone would just DIE
-Leave me alone. GO! Drown in the ocean!
But, at the same time, I want to tell seven billion people to go fuck themselves so they have to be alive.
Now, this might seem angry, but this is depression I PROMISE YOU THAT!
The only job I've ever been able to hold for a full-time position isn't actually a career, society tells me.
-Sitting on my couch, trying to mold girls because I always thought I was doing them a favor
-Lying on the floor in the bathroom even though spiders live in the corners of my mind
-Standing in front of this mirror, just hoping this medicine wears off eventually..
Now, when that happens:
-Run faster than me
-Yell louder than me
-Punch harder than me
The glass will shatter into thirteen, unlucky pieces because

YES! IT IS A SMALL MIRROR!
...and there weren't that many shards holding my face together anyway.

It will scare you even though you've seen anger before,
It will scare you, even though you've told yourself that you feel depressed sometimes,
It will scare you when I become possessed with fury,
-My pupils will grow..
-My eyebrows will slant towards the ground..
-and my fists will CLENCH.

If you've never seen a wrecking ball before, close your eyes... Now open them.

...Here I am.