Anger

Screams knock around in my head, will they ever stop coming?
I feel hopeful before, after I feel as though I am going to hell, these feelings I cannot quell,
The source does not know of the destruction that he makes,
Anger is stirred that is hard the still,
My body is racked with tremors of anger, quaking anger,
I’m whipped without reprieve, leaving scars for everyone to see,
He does it as though it as appeal,
I know that it destroys, I know that my burnt skin will peel,
Every wise man has his faults, why can’t he at least try?
I want know why, I want to pry, even though in the back of my consciousness I possess the answer,
It’s as though I understand, but I don’t,
I fall due to hurt,
I rise with broken bones due to fading pain,
You keep hurting me, just stop,
I weep due to pain, I weep out tears of anger, tears that do not wane,
Little do you know, little do you know.