Turmoil

My broken brain becomes mess,

Suffocating under all this stress,

My heart is left in shreds,

Caught in the Fates many threads.

Why the confusion?

Is it because you made me into an Illusion...

You caused me great harm,

Yet you want me to rise at your alarm?

So tell me why I have to listen this time,

It's as if you expect me to obey upon your bells chime,

But not in this life, not any more,

Now I want to start an all out war,

Distraught from many your spell,

It is my turn to raise hell,

So let me gather all the people once broken,

And let them once more, become Outspoken.