My fury is my shield, my armor, my protection
Life has hurt me too many times over
So I respond in kind
When life deals me a hurtful hand of cards
I can only grit my teeth and say no
I hurt it back
In the end my fury, the fire within me, engulfs all that I hold dear
and myself
Along with the hurt
Is this truth?
Perhaps not.
But it's what I feel for you never know of fire until you feel it.
