The specter of rage is my constant shadow
Ever lurking in the nooks and corners
The heavy hammer of righteous indignation
While also a burden too large to bear
It has sharpened the blade of mental conflict
At the same time blunts the heart
The red glow of anger burns so hot and bright
That it is sometimes all I know
It has been the warmth that comforts
And the flame that scars
It has attracted those who share my vision
But also driven away those who share my heart
Family and friends torn apart by this beast
This monster that lurks in the recesses of my soul
It fuels the voice with enough strength to rattle the heavens
But can also instill fear in the souls of the innocent
Such a wicked beast to frighten unnecessarily
A curse I've had to accept as to be the end of me
A lonely road no one but I can travel
A rock to drown my heart
And to drag my soul down into the darkness
A curse of isolation and solitude
Until I met you
I see your eyes hold steadfast
I hear your voice unwavering
The monster roars and destroys
And yet you stand your ground
And with the softness of the embrace
And the sweetness of the sound of your voice
The monster shrinks back
The darkness falls from my eyes
The red glow cools
And all that is left is a kiss
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-- Yeah, I know it's sappy. So what.
1 comment:
She seems like a lucky gal.
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