Hang on, stitching together your page...
Admittedly, my words have worked too well.
Be careful what you say in heated rage
or you might find you’ve trapped yourself in hell
by shouting truths that lock you in a cage.
But I am wounded, too, by jabbing jeers
so now my former formless worries shape
and weave into a web of real fears
from which we may not easily escape.