white hot fury

you don't know, do you ?
you say you can help me
your fancy paper in that cheap glass frame hints you might be qualified
but you don't know, do you ?
do you know the white hot fury of hell's eternal flame ?
can you comprehend this ?
there are no words to describe the pure horror
yet you always have words
plenty of words
too many words upon words
too many thoughts
too many questions
too many educated observations
too many clinical analyses
too many current theories and approaches
too many politically correct limitations
too many 9 to 5 presumptions
i have been there
i have been at the center of this white hot fury
i have burned through to empty dust and ashes
and by the grace of powers beyond my ken
i have risen from those faltering embers
i now turn to you for guidance and solace
but you don't know, do you ?
you speak of prescribed earthly strategies and tactics
i am a survivor of an other-worldly nightmare
you say you can help me
yet you know nothing of where i have been
i could teach you of the white hot center of that which consumes all
you don't seem to care to know
you don't ask
no-one asks
no-one seems to care to know
out of mind
out of sight
no problem
trust this
you do not want to burn in this white hot fire
it is eternal
boundless
limitless
endless
forever
this white hot fury again blazes within my mortal breast
i expect to be consumed
i do not anticipate rebirth
only those who've been to hell and back can know of what i speak
you don't know, do you ?