Rage

Here is a little poem I wrote specificly to place up here to get myself statred.

I feel the rage
I can't disengage
Fed and bred
I see only red
At war with my thoughts
I have always fought
So hard
Always on gaurd
My jaw is clenched
My body wrenched
I turn away
I can't stay
I start to run
Before I come undone
It hurts
My lungs about to burst
In my head
I wish it were dead
Not you
Never you
The rage
I must disengage
I feel locked in a cage
My freedom the wage
I long for the calm
I offer my palm
You take my hand
But is it grand
I feel the rage
I can't disengage