Clawing

Rip off my skin,
All pressures building in mind
My shameful habits all at heart
Now my own blood in my eyes
That pooling red on my hands
No knife involved, no slit wrists today
But the issues don't just go away

Tear off the dirt,
Stressful frustrations building and mounting
Frantically screaming for some way out
Each failure leaving its mark in memory for eternity
Fear, frustration, failure, and fate
Each of them hunger for dreams to relate