Every word spoken ,every word heard. Doesn't do anything when I'm pushed past no return. A blanket of anger covers my eyes , fury is my blood as it boils inside.
      My ears my nose are hot to the touch ,my arms and fist feels like steele as my veins feeds off them for strength.
       At this point my body wants to explode ,as my heart beats fast and my blood heats up. When I'm pushed way past the point of no return. The world is my cutting board, and my tongue is the sword.