COLE

my anger is silent, sitting deep inside of me.

waiting to be released.

it is sheltered in a cave, it didn’t have a space.

my anger is silent, not visible for you, a compact secret.

holding a dense pond, ready to fall into, ready to be consumed of.

my anger is silent, because it doesn’t want to hurt.

doesn’t want to, definitely can.

release it, and it will wreck everything around it.

with a slaughtering scream, full of revenge.

my anger is silent. it was trained to be.

don’t fool yourself thinking I forgot maybe.

my anger is silent.

now silent by choice.

but be aware: I can choose differently, too.