Anger

Like a fire it consumes you
all you can see is just the flames
and the smoke fills your lungs
and you just want to cough
out the phlegm at the target of your
intense hatred

and then
the little devil appears
with horns and a smirk
inciting you further
and you burn and you burn
your anger ever increasing

you want to burn your target
but alas
it
is
you
that
becomes
ashes.

just me.