Anger

Words. So harsh, leaking out of a dam of anger and hate. She fears the worst, that it will break, and rush and spread throughout her body, rage burning within her. Violent words are spoken, yet she can’t control them.  It just keeps building up within her. It’s as if her mind is clouded, so bad that she cannot hear those reassuring words she wishes she was able to hear. Taking a deep breath, she tries to relax, but the anger is sudden, wrapping around her. She is getting frustrated. There is so much pressure building within her. She cannot lose it. She refuses. Yet all those hateful words ever said to her, all the pain and loss just wanting to break free. She wants to be able to just scream at the top of her lungs, and to hurt anyone and everyone who ever did her wrong. She feels as if her feelings have been betrayed, that they are out in the open for anyone to hear, to feel. She can’t stand it. The anger and hatefulness clashes, and proves to be too much for such a weak mind. It’s too much… and yet she holds on to that small amount of sanity that she has left. Uncontrollable thoughts break out. She wants to break something. To just tear everything apart, and just sit there and let the anger run its course. Yet she doesn’t. She holds in place, yet she knows that it will be back. It never leaves, and will always threaten the corners of her mind, any moment she might lose control. But not now…