So angry right now I dont know what to do with myself

[made_of_steel]

Livid -
His tongue thrashes
flicking flames of fury
like a whip.

Or a snake.
His face goes garnet;
eyes burn like a singed bud.
Boiling heat that dwells
below the steam that pours out his nose

Or smoke,
that burns his throat
slithering as it rushes out
of this smoldering chamber
as he clenches his teeth

Or his fists.
Blood drips from his palms
angrily falling to the ground
pummeling the puddle
with every drop

or every tear
that sheds warm,
from his bloodshot eyes,
to his quivering lips
desisting for only sleep

or death