Pounding within

The pounding from within
Make me feel beat up
After realizing those things
which I’ve always thought to be true

Anger, rage, fear or doubt
None of which seem appropriate
Something inside uncertain, confused
What is the right response

Something so hard faught for
In victory was misery
can I only blame myself?
perhaps a willing victim

What is the great Kong
death by misunderstanding
regret or remorse
fight, flight, or tears

When eyes first awaken
only darkness their first sight
it is hard to see the light
it is too late to leave them shut

Life is no game of chess
unless possible moves
never a clear victory
always being told check

Forgiveness, perhaps
is the only way out
Am I holding it within
Frustrated I want to shout