Pain in the self

I hate some ones
But nothing like this one
Recorded in my head
His voice loud
Or shall I say
My voice loud
Through fire
Without a reason
Just hell and flames
Preaching words
To the one I have no rush
To the one I truly love
To the one that makes my world.

Just as angry
As strong
As powerful as him,
I beat himself
I fight my self
A tornado
A blender
Clash of heart and memory
Everything
Inside
Floating.
My words alone
Loud
They hurt me more than I hurricane
Than insults, complaints, anything.
The self aches, and I deserve.

I redeem, I pray, I hope
Everyday, everytime
Anywhere, anyone, anything
Doesn't matter if it's me or someone
My heart
Even before me
It protects my love
It does anything for my love.

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