#made a

Netflix Netflix Let’s set the scene. Madea has packed her wig, side-eyes, and sass for a full-blown destination wedding in the Bahamas. And naturally, the drama follows like an overpacked suitcase on wobbly wheels. Tyler Perry is once again a triple threat—writing, directing, and starring in three roles—and the result is what you might expect: chaotic, overstuffed, and held together by pure…

in fact, I've almost never felt angry. upset, annoyed, bitter, yes. but not angry. never angry. not even when suffering prevails and I am shoved beneath the earthen crust.

so when I feel livid it consumes me, no matter how much I try to keep it away. even if I keep my feelings lighthearted. when I'm spewing overwhelmed thoughts out as if I'm merely a vessel for something more.

it doesn't feel much great either. doesn't hurt as so much, it's more as if my bones are closing in on themselves, threatening to crush anything in the way. my throat burns red-hot and I need to gnash my jaws together.

I'm still human. I can only be as such. but I feel something else seething in my soul, waiting to be free, waiting to run, waiting to clamp it's maw around the sinner's throat, to rip out the heartless' heart.

maybe one day I may become the karma that everyone talks about. maybe the day will come where I can avenge the pained souls and free myself in the process.