Pain and love

Emotions at their strongest and how I express it.

Aggression is a fond love expressed when the intellect of your brain sheds a tear. It allows your eyes to turn a sweet shade of cherry wine, making vision blurry and a single sound so crisp. Your skin is stretched by the veins tense an tight with blood. Palms beginning to shiver so cold to the touch. With only a single thought branded across the body. Actions committed were justified by the law of your word. Later regretted as sorrow shown in the hanging of your chipped shoulders. Like a passion it will overwhelm the soul just so and draining all the vital energy. Soon bad blood is depleted, and your sweet love affair with hate will secede. Your mind will dry his weeping tears and you'll begin to see again when your bloodshot eyes retreat. You'll be as normal as you were before. Completely sane. That is if only you were sane in the first place?