Clench** a fist,
Take a blow to a stone wall
Crush your knuckles,
Hear them snap with a rattling
Cry to the sky,
Scream out all your pain
Now, look at your flesh torn,
Discharging red, atoning for your sins
Your rage burning like a flame,
Dancing randomly to the whisper of the wind
Certain winds blow it high,
And others simply play with it
Yet, eventually, the flame dies
Leaving your heart scorched black
Letting rise of a dark smoke,
Clouding the sun above your path
You then dwell in a lost world,
Folly acts guided by the hazy visions
Stumbling about everywhere
Breaking glass with every move
And only to walk through them afterwards
Bleeding your feet until you can’t move
Stubbornly, you bend on your knees
And once again, try to crawl your way out
The sharp pain flashes quick,
From your palms to the mind,
Like bad news across a sea,
Bringing with it, the cold wind of the dead
You howl loud, clenching your fists,
Blood dripping onto your ragged clothes
And then, shutting your eyes slowly,
You finally let tears run down your face
Falling onto your sooty heart,
And eroding it clean with every drop
a burning rage like a flame...