Anger

It's an adrenaline rush and a feeling that is true I don't like to get angry because I don't know what I'll do I have no objection to punching a brick wall or hurt someone so the police they will call I will cut myself with a cold steel blade My anger is violent and it will not fade Pain will not slow me it just makes me worse And the one who made me angry through there bloody mouth will curse I've even been tempted to kill someone It becomes a joke to me and it starts to be fun I know this is bad and it must be controlled But when I become angry I can be very bold And now I hope you all understand why I try not to get mad because if I do, I know I will die