When I Get Angry

When my heart pumps hot blood through my veins
My face turns red and my hands shake with anger
I contemplate what it would be like to
Grab you’re face and smash it against the ground.
Over and over and over and over
Watch as you’re features become
A stew of gore and bone
I bight my lip and close my eyes tight
Holding it all inside
Because I’m not that person
Somewhere beyond the insults there’s a future
Filled with something more