A Demon Within

Rage

Rage is my enemy,

As it builds and bulids,

I push and push,

Back to the cage where it came,

A cage where he bars bend,

My hands curl around them,

Knuckles ar turning white,

Yet there is no innocence,

With only one who can restrained,

The guard,

My guardian,

She knows about the demons,

That rip at me,

At my soul,

For Her and others,

I contain the waking beast.