Anger

You told me your secret. It’s repulsing. I feel icy. I’m cold towards you My blood runs cold like water I’m frozen. I am stone. Then I realize what you have done... What have you done? My blood thickens and begins to heat It begins to bubble but does not churn. Yet. What have you done? My rage heightens and reaches its crescendo My blood becomes waves in me, it washes over my features it makes my face red. Now it has begun. Begun to bubble, like a witch’s brew Full of sinister intention What have YOU done? What have YOU DONE? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?