A song from the ashes

The rage of a thousand, the scream in my dreams,

The walls without boundaries, the seas with no reach,

They surround me, they roam free, they shudder in their sleep,

All while they approach me, so awestruck, so deep,

I roll, reach out and grasp them with grit,

Wishing only to strangle them, to run wild and free,

I reminisce, and hear whispers from the creature in the streets,

Must be in my head, as scary as it seems,

It screams, it goes crazy, it tears at my skin,

Leaving me shaken, right down to my knees,

I fight it, restrain it, with nothing but sheer luck,

Coming out victorious and smiling, like a million bucks.

Basically just me rambling.