How does one contain anger, the feeling that is not meant to be contained?
The feeling that constantly is bursting at the seams ready to jump off a cliff and drag you into the furthest depths of the earth with it.
It destroys people by bringing a burning sensation to the heart that can only be described as fire, a fire that is never satisfied.
But what of those who do contain their anger?
Does revenge slowly creep into their thoughts as they lay in bed at night?
Does hatred appear in the