The Fire Inside

There is a friction forging lightening which fires deep down inside of him, with the rumble of thunder it's rising, providing a fresh voracious adrenaline. He forgets that he was frightened, now energised and enlightened, everything inside him is revived, he's found the unfindable drive. But on the outside he's timid and nervous, but with a great power and purpose, the revival inside pierces the surface, and from no where an army emerges. The calm disperses and with it the quiet, the tables and chairs fly high in the riot, now he controls his destiny as he pilots a never before seen chariot of fire so vibrant. Angel fighters fly but some fall in flight, on the ground his army is the only sight, the margin of victory is one that's tight, but fighters win when they continue to fight. The calm is now carnage, still his rage only charges, depression was so heartless he is fed up with its darkness. From all angles demons fight angels, the destiny of his future now dangles, as carcass after carcass fall to the floor, he refuses to be in depressions prison anymore. Depression is a war with no surrender, you need great forces and a fortress of splendour, you need to fight when your energy drains, and you can inflict on the enemy your pain. The dark forces have faults they are not faultless, and dark forces can fall with force from horses with angels heaven sent to protect those hopeless, you must show respect and fight with these resources.