Anger Anger takes away everything, it eats up whatever feeling you might've had and gives way to something new, strange, something that shakes your bones, clenches your teeth, breaks your heart. Being angry is pretty much the sensation of a cocaine high, it comes quick, makes your heart race faster than you might've thought possible, so fast that it makes you puke, it blinds your eyes to reason and blanks your mind from understanding... After anger comes the sadness, the regret of what happened while the flames consumed you, the destruction and the anarchy that it brought into whatever you held holy... Anger is the fire that burns and the ashes never give birth to a phenix, the ashes will be ashes and the bridges will be burnt no matter what.
