The Two Edged Sword

Red hot flaming claws of anger
Grip me by the throat

Breath in, breath out
Breath in, breath out

With skills learnt in the lived years
I reign in my anger

Not vanquished, nor forgotten
I stare right into its eyes

Creating a moment entrenched in silence
Only to be shattered by my crooked smile

I walk out the door;
Deaf to it hurling words

Happy to have won this battle
Having sustained no new scars.

Anger is a two edged sword
Unsheathe it and self destructs