Anger Is…

Anger is a red hot flame

Stoked with the coals of the morning

It eats at my innards

It burns me slowly

 

Anger is a gun shot wound

Even after the bullet is removed

The pain is still left

writhing, slinking in my blood stream

 

Anger is a microscopic tumor

an unseeable mass

weapon of self destruction

ready to strike at any moment

 

Anger kills me.

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