All this wrath inside that I struggle to hide

Like it’s to my emotions I’m in debt

And for me this is the only outlet

Wrap my hands, making them tight

Bouncing from foot to foot, feeling light

Blaring my music, it's almost therapeutic.

Square up,

head down,

Fury unbound

Throw out a hand, pull it back to my face

Do it over and over, standing in place

Hit the bag till my knuckles bleed

It’s my rage that these actions feed

I punch until my face slowly shifts to a grin

To the point where my knuckles have no smooth skin

The rattle of the chain

The tingle from the pain.

The feel of the thick leather against my fist

As I tire the punches go from explosions to a soft kiss.

Square up,

head down,

Fury unbound

Release all my anger

Until the raging flame is just an amber

Hit the bag till my knuckles bleed

It’s my rage that these actions feed

Burning all the frustration

Anger so hot it feels like damnation.

Heavy breathing, Emotions seething

Punch until there is nothing left to hit

It's the anger this Omits

Wipe the sweat off my chin that flows from within

Hit the bag till my knuckles bleed

It’s my rage that these actions feed.