It spreads within

For it can't;

Burn through my skin

Leaving me numb

Leaving me alone

Without hope for redemption

The noise,

Is loud

Like a buzzing

That just won't die

I try to calm the rage

A petty emotion

Not for the self-proclaimed wise

With books

With poems

And always is trying

To say the right words

But it all seems to kindle

The rage

Whose heat


The skin

The bone

And the soul

The time will come

When it will pass

Like a cold wind on a summer day

But until then

I am burning

I am numb

I am nothing