The unwilling anger,
hidden beneathe a cold surface that can easily be fired up.
Turn to medium and brought to boil,
the scoldering heat enough to burn through elses emotions.
A single flame concocking an evil plan,
lighting you completely,
as if you're gone,
Tension building, anger smoldering, the shaking of oneself.
A fist to a cold pavement of themself easily broken down to rubble,
battering heads for dominating territory.
A light of lightening and thunder split the stone,
and now at the fury of ones destrought look.
