Anger's Kiss Poem by Jayne Doe

Feel the heat
Of a burning fire
Can't escape
On either side
Both are wrong
Both are right
Either way
I'm burning away
In a circle
Of pointing fingers

To whom do they point?
Depends on the view
From where
I am standing
They're pointing at you
But it changes with
A step or two
Now you're the victim
Of all that you do
As the fire consumes
More than you choose
You cannot control
Where it goes to

The ones you love
The ones you hate
In ashes tomorrow
Though they stand today
You never thought
It would get this far
As you lit the match
With a tiny spark
Of an angry heart

Thinking that you
Did what's best
Left in the end
With burns of regret