Seeing Pain

a poem to burn it all down

I am angry
I fume red flames
and is this poison
running through my veins

can't you see?
What happened to me
isn't unique--
let my rage peak

and I'll show,
I'll grow
and edge once more,
but it's mine

this time,
it's mine
and it's raw power,
there'll be no cower,

I'll burn down
these woods