In the shadowed heart of night,
Rage awakens, fierce and bright.
A tempest brews within the soul,
Consuming peace, devouring whole.

Its flames dance wild, uncontrolled,
A story of wrath, untold.
Each spark ignites the silent air,
A cry of pain, a whispered prayer.

Through stormy skies, its echoes ring,
A song of chaos, sorrow’s sting.
Yet in the blaze, a truth concealed,
In anger’s clutch, the heart revealed.

But as dawn breaks and shadows flee,
The fury fades, setting free.
In morning’s light, a calm descends,
A hope reborn, a soul amends.