a rage controlled
held in check
eventually purges
streams of hot debris
all in the name of destruction
aimed in every direction
once the ugly ejaculate is released
the violent discharge then slows
and eventually stops
the previous agitation calms
and the cooling off has begun
the nature of the beast retreats again
I Write Her 
This is an apt description of “blowing one’s top”!
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lol That too! 🙂 Thanks, Val!
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perfect metaphor!
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Appreciate it, Joseph!
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A very evocative poem Susi. Excellent expression of emotions
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Thank you, Sadje! Glad I was able to convey that. ❤
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You’re always welcome
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wow! So powerful! xo
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I sometimes wonder … is the rage ever controlled … and then abstractly manifests into another outrage …
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I think it depends on the person. Sometimes rage will express itself as depression, anxiety and self-harm or some just angrily explode.
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Yes .. everyone is different Susi 🤗🌏
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🙂
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