In the depths of my soul, a fire burns bright,
A tempest of anger, fierce in the night.
The flames consume, with an unyielding roar,
Boundless rage that I cannot ignore.

Like a storm unleashed, wild and free,
This fury within, it takes hold of me.
In the eye of the storm, there’s no peace found,
Only the echoes of anger, a deafening sound.

My heart is a battlefield, torn asunder,
By the lightning strikes and the thunder.
Every spark ignites a blaze anew,
In this inferno, my wrath grew.

Yet, amid the chaos, I seek the calm,
A respite from this relentless psalm.
For within the rage, there’s a yearning plea,
To find the light and set my spirit free.