Note to self: I'm lost.

I can't remember the things
that brought me peace....
Anger. Anger. Anger.
So much anger that it
clouds any other possible
emotion. All I feel is
alone. Inside my mind,
inside my heart, inside my soul.

I can't remember what else
there was to this life. My words
have turned back into
wet ink losing their meanings.
My feelings have closed
themselves off to me and
I'm confused again.

I guess I'm just trying to
pull you out somehow. Make
you real again. Make you live.
Function. Laugh. Play. But
you're still dying somewhere
inside my head. I need you
to come out so I can be
complete again.

Note to self...where am I?