Evolutionary Supernova

Anger, it seems to be all I know... the fire that burns my insides till I just want to burst like a volcano who's lava is made up of salty tears Frustration, is all I can feel when I think of all that is you Harsh memories that tare me at the seems like a broken stuffed creature Self, one that I no longer recognize in my reflection a mirror shattered long ago by the excessive beating of my heart replaced the whole image of a girl I once knew Dark, is my mood after you I can no longer see the light in my own eyes it was dimmed so quickly by my own low self worth. I allowed this... I am more than this... aren't I?