A fire rages deep within.
Slowly it stirs and begins to spin.
Rushing fast into my core.
My Peace now shattering to the floor.
My words seem simple.
And they are. That's true.
But I've been pushed past description.
It's because of you.
Every time I see your face
My heart instantly begins to race
My blood boils at a faster pace
My mind blanks into destructive space....
And time.
Time heals.
But I refuse the healing.
You don't understand the Pain I'm feeling.
No... Not Pain.
Anger.
Rage.
So now I'm standing center-stage,
Flipping through each scripted page,
Feeling the needle spike the gauge,
Demanding that you pay your wage
Of deceit.
You say you're sorry
But it's my turn.
Tell me how it feels to burn....
