I Am Rage

I have become rage Consumed, my angry heart beats black Was it ever any other color? I can't remember now To hate with a passion More than I have ever loved Burning hot and violent Eroding what pleasures remain I will turn sand into glass I will boil the seas The air will crackle with fire And so shall the trees Gods wrath squeezed tight Balled up in a fist It will break and boil over Released, its container couldn't fit And onto the world it burns, as I have Until the pressure fades And the balance is made I am seething I am rage