Bad Feeling.

its frantic full on awful

an agony of  choice

Its indifferent  and its violent

leaving me little choice

but dread but awe but woefulness

I hesitate  to cry

trembling deep and quaking

with a certainty that I

cannot be much longer

at this level of pain

its challenge is emphatic

and  my admission feels  in vain

theres no relief forthcoming

The reason does feel wrong

so anxious and so unhappy

I just do not belong

in this stoic impassivity

in this callous disregard

for the spiritless insouciance

Thats  unimaginatively  hard.