...though only rage can set my voice free
only forgiveness can give it wings
pray that i can rein in my rage
for nothing is quite as liberating as unleashed anger
but when the aftershock is over the destruction is irreversible
how is it that what takes years of labor to built can be destroyed
in a moment of red haze?
what am i and what do i face that i should bother the cosmos
with my infantile woes?
there is no answers here
only noise...the sound of one man typing -
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