Anger comes in stages.
Like in the book pages.
The story starts out small.
Then you just hit the wall.
Clouds start to form around.
Thoughts of anger are found.
Starts the rain like your tears.
Lighting warns no one hears.
Thunder rolls and booms loud.
You erupt in the crowd.
Anger you hide subsides.
Storm softens like the tides.
Sun shines and stops the pain.
Sky is clear like your brain.