Match Against Myself Poem by Ashok Sethi

Thought this would get better
But it only seems to worsen
As the days pass
My happiness has deceased,
I knew it wouldn't last
The anger has built up inside,
I'm ready to break loose
I won't be able to take
Much more of this abuse
My body's twitching,
Mind gone blank
I'm outraged by all the pain
That I've gone through
I've put up afront
With nowhere to run to
Eyes as red as blood,
Mascara down my face
I'm gone,
Discharged from this place
My brain has decomposed
From all this mess
Some people just weren't meant
To be happy I guess
I feel like there's been a match
Against myself
I'm thinking about people,
While they're thinking about wealth
I'm the victim at fault
For all this hell
Yet, no one's sensitive to it,
They don't know me that well....