The Circle

Another day in this hell I've created.
I can barely stand it anymore.
So desperate for something else,
something better, yet unable to change.
Everyday is the same, time a blur.
I'm just hanging on for now.
I question my sanity and hope
no one notices the change in me.
Scared to fail, scared to succeed.
Scared to stay, scared to leave.
I stay where it's quiet and safe.
The silence is comforting anymore.
People talking sends me in a rage,
no matter the subject.
I used to feel lonely, these days
only anger and bitterness.
I resent my self for my failures,
and the world for letting me.
I resent losing that one love,
even though I didn't deserve her.