Monster

My anger is something that I try to mitigate, because I have seen in my youth that I'm not very good at controlling it once it breaks loose. I thought I've been doing a pretty good job at it, and I honestly thought that I wouldn't again succumb to the mindless lashing out that accompanies a pure, blind rage. Two weeks ago, it nearly happened. I was trying to maintain my composure, but I could feel myself losing grip on the monster within. It felt like my skin was a porcelain shell cracking, and pure molten rage was spewing out from the fissures. I managed to keep my anger from reaching explosive levels, but the damage has already been done.