Fury: A Poem

When I'm lost inside my mind
and there's no way out
from the deep dark strikes
of my pen
I remember the blue sky.
Nothing could be worse
than this feeling
never passing by.
I'm lost in a fury of my emotions
and I forget who I am.
I don't like the person I remember
I was when I was so angry that 
all I could do was shake and swear.
But you remember the me that's always there. 
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