Emotional Firestorm

Passions ignited, I am intoxicated with rage.
Eyes enflamed with hellfire and soul enlivened,
this firestorm and the whirling clouds of smoke
incites both panic and fear within my path.

Candlewicks flare up in the heat of my presence,
so too, I melt the wax of the candlesticks.
My inferno cloud billows into the sweet air,  
which itself combusts and is consumed.

Tears of joy once filled the sea of my eyes.
Now that sea boils; steam-pluming into clouds.
Even in blind rage though, my fire gives light
to perceive form in people and the words they say.

My flames lick and scorch the feelings of any
who stubbornly stand in the path of this storm.
With the locomotion of this madness,
all the world around is charred black.