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I like to punch things. Mostly in rage.
Sometimes purely for pain or perhaps
A perversion of joy.

I'm 27 and I don't know how to properly
Release my anger. So I operate like
A dam that can only function on a 
Basis of all or nothing.

My inner dam doesn't dissolve
Or deteriorate, no it disappears.
Instantly. A reservoir of negativity
And anger that demands a release
And has built the habit of holding
On to the last possible second until

It possesses me. 

My own personal rendition of
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. 
That I try to hide, and I like
To think most days I'm successful.

It's straining constantly fighting
All that's seething underneath, 
Sometimes I wonder how
I ever remain to be calm.

I know anger isn't inherently 
Bad or good, but defined by
How we choose to use it.

Too long I've chosen wrong.
Too long I've let it control me.
Too long I've made myself weak.

I am better than this.
I am smarter than this.
I am stronger than this.

I am not my rage.
I will gain control of myself.
To make my anger productive 
Rather than destructive.