My conflicts with the world

Me blank again
have something that
keep piercing again

often i can't make
it out, or
just convince myself
that i can't remember

I need something
I fear i won't get
"hunt it down ,or
retaliate" are things
that confronts me in my darkness

Its like an explosion
that is ready
within me,seeking
my permission,but
handcuffed by the world

I, someday
have no remorse or reason
compelling the world
listen my reason