The Fifth Circle

The Angry

It grows

It leaps

It lingers

It sleeps

 

It starts in the gut it grows it leaps

Into the head it lingers it sleeps

 

And it wakes

 

FIGHT- hit her in the head

STRIKE- she better be dead

BITE- my rage turned red

 

LIGHT- no more, no more, no more

 

 

 

Author's Note

A tyburn- anger is such an explosive thing...

Reviews

[deeps]

Such a feeling of taking over the soul
with one venmous bite

Like how this is presented wonderful write here.

[Freder Fredersen (aka G..]

an explosion! still reading on!
FF