the rage without fear

The skies clear  the rumble is near,

her emotions tussle for a meaning that,

she longs for to be clear.  eyes see one thing,

but her mind says another,Is this the storm that rumbles with thunder? Raged by another, finding solace in her writing. Holding her pen and paper as if they were a bow and arrow, It's words the weapon piercing through the target.

It's her mind that sees a storm so blur,

that which her emotions fail to express,

 words bubble,till her hearts content.
 comfort in which she truly admires when emotions fail her words are the passion.

To her, the rage she expresses fuels the inner artist within.
unleashing her truest fullest potential.

written by Charmaine.