This frustration inside me was a tiny spark which then amplified into this fire that became all-consuming and the high pitched screams turned into helpless cries.

The wrath I keep confined , if unleashed, will burn more hearts than I desire; which will remain scarred for the rest of their beating lives.

But when no one understands, when there is no one for me to turn to, when I myself am lost in this entangled maze I call “my mind” ; how do I expect my incapable hands to put out the flames that are devouring my insides.

-Lost in the entangled maze I call “My Mind” /By Anjana (June 3rd,2017)

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