Hello! Yes, we meet again.
Just when you thought your anger would blow your mind
And the fury would rise for you to respond in kind.
There is a little part of you, your sanity's bane:
A part you wish you could keep down with a firm palm and cane.
It is taking over your words and clouding your sense of meaning.
If only your lungs could cope with your eyes steaming.
The ringing in your ears, incessant and nauseatingly revolting,
Along with the involuntary impulses to smash whatever you are holding,
Rushes through your blood-stream in a mad dash to seep out
Every fluid from your body and end this unnecessary bout.
You hope that silence will let your grey-matter settle
That the ringing would kill the noise, but it matters little
To your mind, concocting its own imaginative ways of murder
Of the rage and the manic strength that let you take it so much further.
A balled up fist and legs in position, you got ready
To swing your arms and let go of any emotions steady.
You were grinding your teeth, almost breaking the enamel,
As your teary eyes swung open to let the scene in front of you unravel.
That is when we met last!
Me, your reason and you, getting furious, fast!
I asked the cool breeze to flutter behind your ear,
At the back of your neck and lastly, near your rear!
I left you that time and have returned again today,
Stronger to hold you back as you loose control to rage.
Close your eyes and come, follow my voice.
This time, take another second and review your choice.
If the tearing of skin and breaking of bones are your wants,
Please consider the guilt that will come back to haunt.
No, you don't listen to my voice for it is not strong enough,
The ringing has drowned my reason to a small huff.
If only you could stand back and be patient,
I could be heard stronger, right at the front.
Don't let me be a small cry from a memory forgotten,
Give me room instead to stop your actions rotten.
Let the time stop and breathe deeper
Your heartbeat will slow down and your footing won't be any steeper.
Now that I have your undivided attention,
Just calm the fuck down and stop the unnecessary domestic violence!
Just when you thought your anger would blow your mind
And the fury would rise for you to respond in kind.
There is a little part of you, your sanity's bane:
A part you wish you could keep down with a firm palm and cane.
It is taking over your words and clouding your sense of meaning.
If only your lungs could cope with your eyes steaming.
The ringing in your ears, incessant and nauseatingly revolting,
Along with the involuntary impulses to smash whatever you are holding,
Rushes through your blood-stream in a mad dash to seep out
Every fluid from your body and end this unnecessary bout.
You hope that silence will let your grey-matter settle
That the ringing would kill the noise, but it matters little
To your mind, concocting its own imaginative ways of murder
Of the rage and the manic strength that let you take it so much further.
A balled up fist and legs in position, you got ready
To swing your arms and let go of any emotions steady.
You were grinding your teeth, almost breaking the enamel,
As your teary eyes swung open to let the scene in front of you unravel.
That is when we met last!
Me, your reason and you, getting furious, fast!
I asked the cool breeze to flutter behind your ear,
At the back of your neck and lastly, near your rear!
I left you that time and have returned again today,
Stronger to hold you back as you loose control to rage.
Close your eyes and come, follow my voice.
This time, take another second and review your choice.
If the tearing of skin and breaking of bones are your wants,
Please consider the guilt that will come back to haunt.
No, you don't listen to my voice for it is not strong enough,
The ringing has drowned my reason to a small huff.
If only you could stand back and be patient,
I could be heard stronger, right at the front.
Don't let me be a small cry from a memory forgotten,
Give me room instead to stop your actions rotten.
Let the time stop and breathe deeper
Your heartbeat will slow down and your footing won't be any steeper.
Now that I have your undivided attention,
Just calm the fuck down and stop the unnecessary domestic violence!
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