Wrath of truth

Constant memories of what you've done;
reminders of what I've become...
this fear is old
I'm growing bold
your wrath awaits
intertwining fates
once torn apart by fury;
i think it's time to hurry
toward a closing.
your wrath and rage
will no longer cage
the things I feel;
it's time to heal.
so hurry and strike my heart.
perhaps then My wrath will take part...