Wrath within

The scratching starts again,
Funny how the brain reacts,
To almost harmless acts,
It was only a comment,
Nothing evil or snide,
But it causes something to snap deep inside,

That twitch
An itch
The insatiable bitch

It started small and impotent,
But now my blood is risen,
The beast set loose from its mental prison,
Some describe it as red,
This sudden mist that descends,
Even I don't know, how this ones going to end,

No cage
For rage
You act the fucking sage

My fists, they start to clench,
My teeth begin to grind,
As unruly madness quickly rules this sickly mind,
The anger comes out full tilt,
Words that cut like knives,
So easily severing, our happy little lives,

Only pain
Nothing to gain
Shit, am I insane?

I keep my hands at bay,
I haven't sunk that low yet,
I shout words that I know I later will regret,
You cower away in fear,
And it is then that I begin,
To see that this wrath is my greatest sin,

The path
Of wrath
Leads only to bloodbath

And just as quickly it fades,
Under the cooling weight of tears,
This anger realises my ever greatest fears,
I'd never let another hurt you so,
Yet in the red I'm not me,
I know your eyes can see,
And perhaps that's what's so scary,
About this monster inside of me.