One Flight Down

I feel,
Like the worst self
I have ever been.

I'm so full of anger,
And venom-

Poison.

And I'm full of pride
About it too.

But I can't tame it or control it.

Because when you've been bullied
For years,
You get to a point,

Where you realize you're worth more than
Grovelling,

And you TAKE pride in yourself.

And maybe I did too much-

Maybe I AM pushing everyone away...

But I'd rather push everyone away,

Than be drug through the razor blades
Again.

And if that makes me self righteous...

Self righteous,

I am.