RAGE

 Is it still okay to love you, when I am tired, sick and weary, wondering if the world is a safe place?

The questions arising. 

I am waiting babe, waiting for you to be my healing.

 I formatted my brain, took out every love story. 

I was told a strong woman don't need strings, but is it still okay, to hold you in my arms, to understand that it's hard, but maybe better with you?

 I get tired of making sense of everything, but I remember the way you believe in me. 

I was wondering if it's still fine not to die in the streets without lights, but somewhere in your arms, maybe by your side.

 I just wanted to know, if the world still remains cold, can I come home, into your arms with my tears and voice selling me out, with my soul and my mind torn apart?

Everytime that I fight the war of life, I breakdown on my bed, I get really stressed. 

Like I have failed and the world has started to melt.

I was wondering if it's fine to come and rest in your arms. 

I want to find my way home, somewhere close to your soul. 

I thought it was easier, easier to whisper into my pillow. 

I was wondering if it's okay, to reach out to you, to tell you I am going crazy. 

Look, you don't understand, sometimes, I get crazy, raise my voice and scream.

 I tear myself on the inside, it results to rage on the outside. 

Will it still be fine? 

I promise I am trying not to get mad at every single opposition. 

The storm outside just gets a little too much and I need you.

 I need you, to regulate my temperature, to calm my spirit, maybe pour my rage. I will be still afterwards, sometimes it's a bit too much.

 So, yes?? Yes to standing by your side? Cuddling? Perhaps pillow fight? Is it okay? Would it still be fine? To run to you?

My mind deviates, my soul betrays my intentions, but is it fine? 

I have lost count of my emotional rage, it's like a roller coaster, I promise I am not always crazy, I just need to know if home is in your arms.