When Does It End?

"When does it end? When does the rage and anger cease from the thoughts in my head, and stop beating at my soul? When does the sun come back out? Show the better days promised, after the whirls of the hurricane? Or, the endless rain that floods, but never subside? When does the sadness stop growing? The constant accusations of what could've, then the verdict of innocence? Every area brings upon more anger. Rage never felt before, yet it gives me less comfort, than it promised. When does it end? With each day, more tougher than the last. Wishing for an assuring voice, but all is heard is noise. Frustrated and alone. Nobody hears or understands my pain, only witness my storms destroying all that was peaceful. Yet, no one wants to listen. So, when will it end? Cause what's left of me, is hard to carry on."
©gazeldeas