chuckles

I laugh at the joke.
Inside I scream.
I scream
I rage I cry I yell
I moan I tear I rip I roar.
Inside I rent and crack and rage
I rage
I rage
With a smile
And a linking sentence.
I hide behind chat
I sip
And seethe.
My sorrowful schizophrenia
Keeps me mute, serene, passive
But in my world
I cry
I loathe
I hate and I rage
I hate