Everyone witnesses your destruction,

When you're tearing yourself apart

and constantly trying to heal

those wounds you’ve wrecked in half.  

You're intimidating and brooding,

And people see the smoldering flames

with the raging winds.

My sin was indignation, a wrath,

Fury and exasperation.

Anger does harm,

And if you hold it in your heart

It will eat at your walls,

And spill out the guts of the lives of people you love.

It will destroy you, and

I have already destroyed myself too—