Anger Management

Biting you tongue.
Holding back a storm
Of lashing phrases,
Conceived to destroy and kill.

Breathing Regularly.
Though you heart is pumping
Hot boiling blood,
Ready to erupt at
Everything and anything in sight.

Anger Management.
Closing your eyes
As you stab and tear
With all you imagination.

Standing still.
As the adrenaline
Rushes to your fingertips,
As your spine goes tense
And the world pauses.

Anger Management.
The only way to kill your enemy repetedly
And walk away unstained.