Thundra

Will not be turned by the inner turmoil inside.
Like raging rivers that turn
against its natural stream.
The heat that makes the daylight
sparkle with stars.
Obvious to your inner self it counter acts with
natural defenses
Like veins clutching together,
fellings follow your anger.
Like a shell you can't escape you own fear.
Your cloud now fulfills it's cover.
A view masquerade to something it's not.
Feel your fluid turn red, pain by your inner veins turn on yous.
Why such anger resides inside your being.
Mind failing and felling more to come.
Now damaged mind over comensates
for failing mechanics