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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