she could feel the anger,
building up in her ever forest veins,
she knew she was in danger,
it's bringing too much pain,
she could feel the hatred,
flow like rivers,
in her cold blue eyes,
she could feel the firey magma,
resting in her core,
it was burning hotter than it ever has before,
her mouth flew open like a door,
erupting words filled with
pain,
sadness,
and
relief
as people's
faces held
disbelief
.
my perspective of anger, in a type of nature form//