Anger rises
A soft heart dies
Hardened in crisis
My mind just flies
I can write again
For the first time
In so long
My mind has long since been gone
Can you hear me crying
Can you watch me dying
I feel like flying
Heat rises
In blood so cold
A cut entices
Anger so bold
I can remember
A hot temper
Drowning me
How I wish I could see
I am not bad
Merely just mad
And yes i do remember
My woefully hot temper