Something Inside

Something inside me is grieving,
And I know not for what it mourns -
A longing for something beyond my reach,
Beyond my knowledge, beyond the breach.

Something inside me is broken,
And I can't find the piece.
Somewhere beneath the surface,
Shattered and amorphous.

Something inside me is furious,
Full of claws and gnashing teeth,
Tearing at the walls of its cage,
And consuming me with its rage.

Something inside me is turbulent,
Whirling out of control.
It's threatening to rip me apart
And drown me, alone, in the dark.

Something inside me is grieving,
And I know not for what it mourns.
It's bottled up, kept safely inside,
That thing that can't be described.