Ring of Rage

i wear this ring of rage like a noose around my neck i tightens round my twisted thoughts until my mind's train wrecked i wear this ring of rage and it cuts off circulation love and light seem dark and dire i'm headed for destruction i wear this ring of rage and it tarnishes my spirit i cry to God as my soul gets robbed but my prayers get lost in static i wear this ring of rage,once new now old and tattered like barbarians on brutal warpaths i get beaten,bashed,and battered i wear this ring of rage like a mark of misery i climb to the top then i fall to the bottom like a cycle of defeat i wear this ring of rage now i cut it off my finger cause it's never too late to leave this life where lonely ghosts now linger that ring it turns to fire as i drop it to the depths i can hear Gods angels all rejoice i can hear the devil hiiss i wore a ring of rage now i wear a gold peace sign once savage and depraved now joyous and divine anthony_beesley@yahoo.com