Consuming Rage

January 11, 2011
Waves crashed to the stony gates
Weathering away my stormy fate
Flickering lights, shaking walls the world comes tumbling down
With my hands in the air
I surrender to the night, so fair

Pushed to my limits, the levees break
Trapped inside screaming begging to be free
In my mind I know I do not deserve to be
The ocean works in mysterious ways
Tides rise and fall causing waves
So violent and destructive it could bring about a stand still
No more tears or screams or vile dreams
Just one thought to kill.

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