Analysis of Anger

A jungle of despair in the wakening of my cry, my arms are weary my heart is pounding Missiles lodged on every corner, I'm ablaze with tension.
Do you criticise my action my verbal anihalation please excuse me if you please I have no mood to dapper I'm affected I'm poison.
This crimson rage is beneath me I pray it avails soon, a helpless wonder and risky heart is my emotion, a deathless tomb I fear is abound me. Creeping closer this seize of release take me under take me to your cool release me undertake me evolve me in this sway.
The relief is near I'm endulging way to quickly. It's sweeping over the rush of cool like water over a lava mass. My body a quiet mist.
I am still, desolate and smug yet I am smiling  and self contained.