Righteous indignation
Anger- clenched fists...
Jagged lightening strikes the white puffy cloud,
Acid rain comes seeping down...
In the middle of the night,
Theres a bloody fight...
This crimson red,
The color of hate...
I am a lost child
drowning...
Her fifteenth birthday spent and gone, Will never...
Next year another number will be tagged onto her...
They all marveled at the carnage,
congratulating themselves...
I'm pissed,
u probably heard this b4...
The boxed up room
Within my soul...
A whisper of darkness
engulfed in this wave of emotion...
My fears come alive
In this place I call my mind...
Sitting here feels like im in a cell
Digging myself into a personal hell...