Convinced Poem by kriss hughes

my mind is exhausted
my memories erased
my hands washed clean
my happiness laced
still intruded by emotions
im trying to evade
it was getting close to perfect
i almost had it made
then it slips slowly
to my lowest physical point
and explodes
right where the anger conjoined
im turning into the monster
i silenced day after day
burning up with fury
i had to let the struth stray
catching up to me at night
haunting my very existence
till i turn on the light
reasuring myself
none of it was real
still convinced
its how i truly feel.