I feel it at my throat
and I want to scream
unleash the anger and frustration
the bone aching exhaustion
the fact that I just don’t give a fuck
not today
I’ve had all I can stomach of this
and if I don’t scream
or hitkickpummell someone
I’m going to fall to my knees
and sob
and sob
until its all gone
and I’m empty again
let me purge my soul
and lie here in the dark
feeling nothing, empty
blank…. white

I feel it at my throat
and I want to rage and rage and rage
but when the gates are open
it can’t be stopped or held back
and getting there …to white
is a painful, draining trip
but I can only swallow so much

in my mind, in the dark
in an empty field beneath the stars
I will cry out to the sky
and be freed….