Rage

I am filled with anger All I see is red I cannot control it, through me it has spread My hands begin to tremble, my legs begin to shake I feel like I'm in a bad dream, from which I can't wake My mouth feels dry and my heart begins to pound But all that changes at one sound The sound of your voice pulses through me with ease The voice is soothing and it does not tease I can't believe you've returned to me at last Now all that rage is in the past