Angry spirit caged inside

There is something inside me a spirit,
I cage and pretend I can’t hear it.
He thrashes with anger then goes into rants,
But I suppress him and lay down do’s and don’t cants.

It’s been year, maybe a little more maybe less,
With all the thinking and anger his cage is filled with stress.
He gets little to eat and that just makes him madder,
But yet again I ignore him as if it doesn't matter.

But when I found you a year ago maybe I opened the cage door,
He took one look at you and began to roar.
He knew you were trouble and full of deceit,
But maybe he’s wrong you’re the first one he was to meet.

You sat with him and played with his cage,
And after a while you decreased his rage.
But to you he got boring, and a little bit old,
So you stabbed and tossed him away spiraling to cold.

He began to act up so I sent him back to the cage,
I had to live and sleep through those never ending days.
Suppress, suppress I thought that means no stress.
But no it doesn't, it’s not the best.

After a while he began to cry. this spirit inside of me,
Unknown unidentified just a mystery.
But he’s getting control he’s breaking the cage,
Now he’s starting to fill ME with rage.

But then just in time another arrived,
To play and play and make sure he was happy and thrived.
But as before it was only temporary,
And you did was done before and before and the beast grew scary.

He was out of the cage now everyone was in trouble,
Id have to force him back in the cage now on the double.
But he said “no I will not go”
“This will be the 7th time in a row”

So he forcefully took over making me stone,
“Protecting” me from those who “loved” me but left me all alone.
I’m left here thinking only me, alone.
My company a spirit whose identity was still unknown.

So I asked one day "whats your name?" and he said
I have many names ,I go by:
Hurt, misery, sadness, depression, anger, rage, heartbreak, repetitive cycles, never ending, you name it.
I suddenly realized he wasn't a spirit, at least not entirely
He was me all along living inside of me.
I felt his pain and suffering and I became to see
That this broken spirit inside all along was me.