Wrath of a Woman

Feel the wrath of a redhead full of anger.

See the amber color come to her face.

Hear her heart beating so fast, so furious.

Feel the bitterness, the seething heart.

You fouled her, feel the disgust.

Hear her hate as she yells at your mask.

Do you feel the disdain, this disagreeable task.

She loathes anger but yet, here it lies.

When the anger rises, she wants to sit back and die.

But she cant help but let it out, her anger has a mind of its own, no doubt.

Has she always been this way, no, not all her life.

Persons have hurt her and from that discontent, her anger has evolved.

The bitterness and rage are always deep down inside, it takes the right comment or action to make it arise.

After her explosion of anger, she lays down and cries, she is sorry, so sorry for her actions and her words, she just wants to die.

Anger is evil, this redheaded woman knows, she has to disown it and vent all her fury to Prose... ;)