The silent beast

Every muscle in my body slowly begins to tense. I feel the dark side of me creeping up.
They don't know but deep inside of me, the anger begins to well.
Once the spout has been opened, it cannot be closed with soothing words.
I close my eyes and breathe deeply but I can hear his voice in my ear.
He tells me lies that my heart knows aren't true but my mind doesn't seem to care about the truth.
I clench my jaw and bite back the hatred that has grown so large.
But all the biting back doesn't suffice and I feel the remaining sanity I have snap.
I explode and hurt people I don't mean to hurt, say things I don't mean to say.
But the damage has been done and as the beast creeps back into the recesses of my mind, the anger of those around me grows and the endless cycle begins.