Rage

Her insides coil
With familiar rage
Bending her senses
Twisting her brain.

Tighter it knots
Deep within
Like an animal crouched
Waiting to spring

Her soul screams
The storm surges
Boiling her blood
Her pulse feeling urgent

Stillness settles in
Muting all sound
Scary and looming
Her fury bearing down

Others walking about
Completely unaware
Of the wrath that is raging
Inside her gentle frame.

Originally written May 15, 2014

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