A burning rage unlike
Before when it would fade
It hurts to restrain it
Confine it, keep it bound
What will it destroy if I release it?
A question I ask each time
Each time it tempts me
Small liberations increase each time
Endangering all, yet sustenance for I
I pray to a God that doesn’t care
My freewill is of my own
Yet I’m damned by a consciousness that needs to feed
Continually forcing my hand
I speak as if I have no choice
And would I stop it if I did?
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