Fuelled with the motivation of your obscure fiery wrath,
Burning again and again, the enemies in your path.
The surge of supreme power, erupting from your core,
The Goliath that dwells within you, is empowered as you roar.
For every scar they made that remained, formulated this rage,
Society chokes your mind, and lets nothing elude from your cage.
A colossal void never overflowing with the affection that you deserved,
Too much love for everyone else, none of it was reserved.
The altercations of numerous voices thriving inside of your head,
Enduring this eternal nightmare, is the part that you dread.
Burning again are your pitiful memories,
Just burning again, slow, at immeasurable degrees…
This was Amazing! I hope you write more! Dude seriously, you have a talent for poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We all have those fires inside to different degrees.