The Aftermath of Anger

The glass shattered as the pieces slowly fell, I could see the sparkles raining down like fireworks.

My anger is raging and getting hotter as time goes by.

Regretful words are spoken.

My mind is telling me that I must break things to make this episode go away.

I go through my bedroom like a tornado.

And the aftermath is disaster.

The once well put together place, my sanctuary, is full of destruction.

I pick up my shoe with a 3 inch heel and throw it at the door.

A huge hole has formed.

Like the hole of anger that I am sinking into.

My anger is still raging and is getting more hotter than it ever has before.

An uncontrollable force that have rendered me helpless.

I am under its spell.

Just a few minutes ago, my smile lit up the room.

I was in a happy place.

And in a moments notice.

I blow up like a bomb.

But then I am diffused.

I come back down to reality.

Unbelieving of what I have done.

I grab a broom and attempt to piece things back together.

The rewind button of this episode has been pressed.

Ready for play when my anger decides to show its ugly face again