Anger Is My Friend
Anger is my friend
As I feel this rage is setting in
my lonelines has now a friend
it grows until i cannot win
it grows until my hope is sin
the power comes not from within
the power comes but from your grin
the things it says does not make sense
the things it does it without hense
the rage is growing from your dence
the rage is rising around the fence
the joy is no longer now its here
the power is tall without your fear
the darkness grows until we hear
the darkness is yours now mine to steer
the pain was alone until it came
the pain felt right but not the same
welcome friend my angery son
welcome to your lonely home
you are here to stay and roam
to feed in my mind forever grown
the fields of life are dying slow
now your here they will not grow
for you my angery lonely friend
are mine to cherish again no win
darkness came to my mind
anger left it from behind
anger came to keep me free
or so it said when it left me
it will return to keep my glee
as i smile back to heavens tree
the blood runs true on angers back
as the knife of life is placed with tact
finally i am alone again
to win another day and defeat my friend
for it will return to keep my glee
but i wait that day with a new reprieve
Copyright © Penn Kname | Year Posted 2006
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