Inflamed anger,

Infinite rage.

Blindly throwing blows,

To be free from my cage.

Irritated.

Itch under my skin.

These teeth don’t rot,

My tongue worn thin.

Despicable.

Should he be shot,

Or ignited from within.

Peace is a mystery.

Serenity is just history.

Laughter, cackles, jolly giant roars,

Cease to exist,

While my mind fades,

From the list,

Staring through decades.

Confusion.

Comprehend the gist.

Between the fluid and white structure,

Seizures, comas, persuasion,

A distinction among the tame.

Not very smart,

Crippled and lame,

But as sharp as a dart,

And without a name.

Defying what’s new,

Descend from the blue,

Denying what’s true,

Deeply embracing it too.