Emotionally distraught.

Volcanic force bubbles.

Incapable of thought.

Surrounded by troubles.

Blinded by ash.

Targeting all in my way.

My fists want to smash.

It ruins the day.

Fueled by apparitions,

Long gone, but still here.

Static on tuned out stations.

Overrun by irrational fear.

A voice whispers through the dark,

Building up into a roar.

Reducing the anger into a spark.

Taming the demon, letting me soar.


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