Trapped

I have a wrath; I wrapped it in Place of my heart; I hid within A darkness space; I dare not tell My reckless wrath a mere farewell. I cherished it; day by day It grew and live; way by way My temper rises; and when it falls Another shriek, another call. Yet I did not had told my wrath Sure did retreat from freedom path Each day I live with vexing tears, All strengthless gasp and horrid fears. Till finally the day had come A good bye to my home sweet home Still haven’t told but I’m relieved Because I know I’m not believed. I hate those looks, peculiar lies Understand not, don’t try be wise I rather die out to the world Then in my foe’s deceitful words.