ANGER

ANGER, IT IS SEETHING FROM MY PORES.

IT OOZES FROM MY VEINS.

IT’S SPILLING ACROSS THE FLOOR.

CAN’T YOU SEE IT?

ARE YOU SO BLIND?

LOVE HAS TURNED RED AND IS CAPTIVING THE FLOOR.

FOOTPRINTS, ALL ON THE WHITE CARPET OF THE FAÇADE YOU CALL LIFE.

HANDPRINTS ARE ALL OVER THE WHITE WALLS.

YOU BUILT THEM ALL FOR YOURSELF!

YOU MADE CHARMING PROMISES.

ALL WHILE YOU WERE BARRING THE WINDOWS WITH STEEL.

YOU WERE LOCKING IT ALL UP TIGHT.

THE BEAST IT LOAVES, BEHIND YOUR EYE LIDS.

THE FOUL NULL OF NOTHING, WHICH OOZE FROM YOUR MOUTH.

YOU CLOSED IT ALL UP, AND WALKED AWAY.

YOU NEVER MOVED FROM THE FAÇADE YOU CREATED.

YOU HELD CAPTIVES AND PRISIONERS.

BUT THERE WAS AN OPEN DOOR.

WALKING STRAIGHT THROUGH IT THEY LEFT YOU.

YOU NO LONGER HOLD THEM CAPITIVE, WITH YOUR POISION.

YOU ARE LEFT TO FACE THE BEAST.

BEWARE! IT ROAMS WHERE MOST WILL NOT.