There is something terrible in me.
Who growls.
Deep inside my body.
And I feel the tide.
Inflate.
Bloat.
As a hematoma.
ignite. As a
inferno.
the point of hurting me.
And I shudder.
I do not know if it's my nerves tremble or fear of me that I plug into a trance. There
an animal in me.
It's here.
Who watches. Which scans. Who watches.
Loan.
to pounce on its prey to kill it.
Wrath. Anger
deaf. Serious anger. Deep anger. She roared.
She eats the cells of my body.
It disposes my thought.
She crawls like a blade in each cell space.
It resonates inside, as the storm rages and announces the devastating storm.
It chokes me.
Wrath.
It haunts my night. She turned off the stars. She picks up the moon, full and round like a solar promise.
Wrath.
The social code of good behavior, well said and well thought out loud what we think evil whisper, tells me the tame. And it exhausts me.
Wrath. It
spy, one gauge, we evaluated, we pummeled.
Mind wants to kill him. Reduce it to smithereens. In
ashes. The
flank on the scaffold.
Silencing his strident roar, and finally feel the calming of the victory over self.
My victory. Penalty
lost.
Wrath.
My days are an intense battle. I come out exhausted.
atrocious murder. Too.
I bleed, I sweat, I vomited.
I feel the animal in me is impatient.
Me rolling within its claws.
skin me screaming to get out of this shell solid, the unbearable yoke, I imposed.
Wrath.
I am the hounded wolf. I lick my wounds
gaping, placing the strips of flesh torn from my rat race in the dark and cold of humans.
I protect mine. I fight to death to preserve their lives. To protect our territory. My
territory.
My clan.
Instincts.
Want to kill.
drink the blood of my enemies.
biting their flesh.
For justice to be done.
Wrath.
My anger. My anger so beautiful. You leave me breathless
and you frighten me.
this morning. 9.00. Arriving at the office.
- " Hello "she"! okay? "The wolf
up his chops. The look is feverish. The fangs are ready to shred at the slightest misstep. At the slightest warning of an invasion of my territory. Rampage of my values and my laws. Those of the heart. What I have left. The essential.
Until death, I will fight.
- "it goes. "
There is something terrible in me.
And the worst is yet to come.
