The Raging Storm

Inside a fiery storm is raging

Born out of heartless torture and abuse

Nothing dims it, not even my aging

Even hellish fire it can defuse

I would not take back a single moment

For while my pain is not who I am

It forged me into a great opponent

Storm contained inside, pushed against the dam

I must find some peace beyond my damned rage

Or else it will consume me and the world

I can change, for the better I will change

If my rage was taught, then peace can be learned

That rage, which I am and am not, I spurn

But begone of it, I can't fully be

I am the fire, I choose not to burn

In personal choice I am truly free

This is who I truly am, forged by pain

The rage, I choose to no longer enchain

For in acceptance, peace, I will obtain

To all, I will help, this to be made plain.

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