Passes
by Sam M. Phillips

Rage,
Blind fury,
Descends like a storm,
Scatters all other emotion.

Falling away,
Fit of anguish,
Frustration grows.

Tear at old wounds,
Open new ones,
Astonishing mental agony.

Drown in it,
Despair,
Rebel against the notion of peace.

God,
Rescue me,
Repair me,
Why do you deny?

A jail of my own creation,
Exhausts my inner energies,
Brings me to the point of death.

A fist grips my spine,
Rubbish and spoil,
Is this my payment?

Snorting bull,
Roaring lion,
I am unpleasant company.

A sledge-hammer,
Cracked skull,
Unable to tune into higher frequencies.

Split sky,
Crushed pipes,
Septic flesh,
Mass hysteria.

Hypnotise,
Hear the sounds,
Sooth me, sooth me,
Please.

Sudden ecstasy,
Sudden release,
I focus with all my might
Born of rage and pain.

This,
And that,
Never last.