Anger, my old friend
you have once again engulfed me in your fiery embrace
drowning me in your boiling bath
you have loved me so

You enjoy seeing me writhe and squirm
Leading me to baths of red, red, red
dripping spilling running
anything to get away
from you

have you ever felt anger consume you completely and you don’t know what to do. it’s like a fire that burns you and you want to destroy. you want to hurt, be hurt. anything, just to drown out the anger. there is no reason, it could be the smallest trigger. but it mostly stems from people. anger. it blinds you so you can’t see, deafens you so can’t hear, mutes you so you cannot speak, numbs you so you can’t feel anything, except itself. anger. it haunts me. and when it comes back, i want to die.