A New Day

I'm calling,

angry inside,

ready to explode,

in thousand pecies,

in the worst moment,

in the last times.

Here I am,

lost in me,

searching my fury,

to take it down,

to use it as a fuel,

to storm my duties.

I'm anger fueled,

I will not lose,

I will rose,

once more,

but this time I want it all.

I want all it,

all the energy,

all my will,

to get gross results,

to cause gross pain,

to my hate.

And after all,

it will calm down,

a new day will start,

and this will look then,

just like a bad dream.