RAGE
It's more about relentless resiliency than rage... for those of you who may not understand. I hope you enjoy it. Men are such strange delicious creatures, especially the one I love. For you... RAGE Rage sometimes reigns within... when his love is doubted, when his love is tested, when his love is thrown without dignity or so much as a second thought of what he feels. His voice cracks, his chest pounds, his tone attacks even those who would question what happened. He can't control it. It's insanity turned to disbelief in a second, the blood boiling in his veins. Nothing is enough to calm him. He must roar! He must quench this hunger to devour it all, everything in his path will go. Not even she will hold him down, she won't stand a chance. Maybe in presence she could. Maybe in presence she could hold his rage and take his personified hate to turn it into love. But not now. Not today. Not this instant, so go away!! It's blinding!! The void in the pit of dispair...
