Anger.
Anger isn't a light subject to take. Unless of course it's childish anger. Over a toy, who gets to play on the console next, or over a spot at the dinner table.
It's the non-childish anger that isn't to be provoked. Sorrowful anger, hot rage, or a slow building anger that's bound to release eventually. A cold, poison filled glare. Controlled-like movements and sharp breathing.
Some may result in yelling, screaming even. Violence... Is more profound. A punch to the face, to the gut, to the jaw.
Raw anger or an emotional burst, be aware of where you are at.
Aware of where you may be, who slowly provokes this anger. The shark of the reef, the pretender who is just patiently awaiting your outburst. To take advantage of you.
Anger changes, forms, takes another shape at times. Sorrow, disgust, fear, or lessened to aggravation.
Just to say, anger can lead to recklessness. Unintentionally hurting the ones that are loved or held close.

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