Anger - a neverending
Epoxy of clashes and
Fueled efforts of disruption.
Anger - making itself known
From the deep abyss of
My core, my soul.
Beridden with woes,
Mournful sorts.
A secret to be
Concealed or not.
Anger - emerges in
Hellish tranquillity
Formed by the solid
Of lip - God-given.
Cursed upon the skin,
Trapped in enlocked fists,
Marking its territory;
Evidence of exposure.
Inflicting own life
To another, seeping into........
