My jaw aches from clenching it. My hands are bleeding from my nails cutting and bitting at my palms in their fists. Blood is on my mind. Sweat dripping down my neck, breathe heavy, head pounding. Anger. Rage. I am wrath. I am vengeance. I will avenge those who have done me wrong. I will make them fear my power. I will show them what’s wrong.
My anger is too much for this mortal vessel to withstand. It rushes through my veins, it empowers me, it consumes my thoughts. I can only think about breaking, punching, clawing, cutting, ripping. I want to unleash my wrath. I need to.















