Targeted

This anger, it builds and rises internally.
This pressure it fills, it's visit concerning me.
My strength has diminished, and weakens my cause.
I won't act till it's finished, i'll prove it as false.
My peace has been tainted, I yearn to explode,
this picture you've painted is not what I own.
How do I contain it, how much do you see?
I cannot explain it, but it's targeted me.