Rage is a deadly feeling, Umi once saidIt doesn’t move
anythingIt just makes you wanna punch a wall or a face It
just sits there, this heavy, dark thing in front of your eyes
making you feel nothing but hunger beating in your empty
bellySo you’re forced to face it and open your mouth
wide to swallow it whole, thinking that it will go down
smooth like warm milkBut rage is a thing with
bones and blood and screams that turn into
flames, so you have to chew on itTake
in all the sharp bitterness that makes your
tongue and mouth and words go numb
You don’t even know when it reaches
your throat because it’s already there
in your bellyHeavy thing not
moving like a heart stopped