The Red mist takes control,
Brow furrowed, Veins popping, Cascading Sweat.
A man completely fouled by emotion,
Seeking anyone to blame.
.
This isn’t fair,
The mask worn,
Once denial was torn.
Limitless resentment.
.
Linger in the darkness,
Fuelled by your hatred.
Ignore rational thought,
And give in to your blame.
The StoryTeller 
5 responses to “Anger | Poem”
Really enjoyed writing this one. Dealing with anger can be very difficult indeed
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OOFFF! deep
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Thanks!
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“the red mist takes control” I love that line, such a great opener too.
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Thank you!
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