Anger of Destruction

As the Anger of Destruction
Fades away with these words
Embarrassment sets its place
and it's the end of my two worlds

One world is the hell of my anger
which suffocates the only happiness
I contain
The other is my thrown of dignity
burnt with such passion I feel no pain

Never wanting my face to be seen
I hide behind a mask of laughter
which makes everything spin and turn
while inside me is a heart of disaster

Anger my mortal enemy
confiscates my mind
and controls it with tears of rage
that makes my eyes go blind

I wish not for this to be seen
by anyone who isn't willing to understand
the brutality of which I do
upon the others at my side

I try to control the demon inside
Sometimes managing to hold a grip
pulling the rope of anger tighter and tighter
until it falls over its faults and rips

Shattering all over my broken dignity
and my ever graying happiness
it is I who relive these moments
trying to glue it back piece by piece

Never having to finish the puzzle
so it remains a riddle forever more
my anger, I know, will come again
but I am armored for the next war

[[Authors Note: I know it's not good, forced rhymes, uneven lines, but emotions all the same. I get embarrassed over the way I act when I get angry which isn't that often. This is just a write I wanted to share and I wanted to get it out before I combust with the 'sorry for this that one day' and 'I didn't mean to say that a year ago' crap. Ha. I still feel embarrassed for making my sister cry when I was seven... ha ha!!! Don't you sometimes feel that way?]]