No Control

How anger can come and leave a trail of blood......

When I heard it I lost it
All the feeling went away from me
All it left was the feeling i hated to show......
Anger.

My fingers gnarled and my face twisted
Red slowly spilled into my vision
My body started to shake
I stood and everything blurred together.

I felt all the feeling leave me then come again
I saw the blood that I poured from the others
My hands will forever be stained with blood and hatred.

I feel no regret
I feel nothing.....
Only hatred and anger......