Flaws

My envy smothers me, she reaches down my throat and fills my lungs with jealousy. Anxiety crawls through my ears and lays nest in my mind with false accusations. 
Illusions, confusions, depression in these dimensions. My courage is a small child within me, that tugs on my shirt but occupies herself with worries. Anger is the emotion I call home when there is no other to feel. To heal. To bath in the glory of the days they celebrate. As I watch with secrets of my own, abandoning this shallow heart and taking the world one day apart.