Even Worse Than Pain

i can feel my anger rising and i just cant make it fall im used to it subsiding but still my insides crawl no point to try to stop it its releasing vein by vein ripping each one open to let my anger drain i feared that this would happen but not to this degree i have no outlets left to sustain my misery i could try to sew them shut each and every vein let you think im happy while inside i go insane but then i get a feeling thats even worse than pain im feeling every stitch get ripped from every vein i guess that is my punishment for locking it inside accompanied only by my sadness which also still resides