Anger builds, a storm of rage

Violence locked up, my heart the cage.

Burning deep behind my eyes

Distrust and worry, tears and lies.

Churning pool of unvented hate

Things left undone, now too late.

trapped inside this heart of stone

Are somethings better left alone.

Voices call from long past years

Twisting mind and ringing ears.

I push you in, release the pains

Mix with blood, run through these veins.

Rising up inside my head

Vision blurs to shades of red.

Limbs go numb as minutes pass

Eyes become like empty panes of glass.

Mind goes blank, forget for awhile

Thoughts of vengeance...Dark and Vile.

But dark skies still hang over head

Sometimes Yer Better Left For Dead!!!