fury

there is a fury something living deep inside of me something tired of being smothered something dying to be released there is a fury a stressed infatuation an animal caged, barred and tied a wild thing, desperate to survive there is a fury and it comes on swift wings on untamable, clawing feet alive in the night, it cries there is a fury a shadow in the corner a sound that's growing louder a blind eye to the influence there is a fury something that cannot be conformed something done with being stored it is in the eye of the storm