A Decipher Of Fire

Maybe it was

my disdain it

soiled my life

an anger ripps.


My own idea

of what must

be reality it’s

virtue I trust.


No medal for

valor I’ll earn.

Just another

day I’ll learn.


What I hope

under a roof,

in a bed may

heart soothe.


I’ve nothing,

heart desires.

Forthcoming

is raging fire.


Hours in ire

lead my night

to emotion I in

do not delight.


Control me it

won’t I know

what I want I

in hope grow.


My quandary

I do demand

my heart to

aid my stand.