ROARING EDGE

Im always so angry. So overwhelmingly furious. Yet, my anger only leads to others becoming more curious. I dont want to speak to anybody. Yet my silence brings them in. As i sit there, calmly thinking. The beast inside roars. Its voice, throughout my mind does it soar. Like a siren, an echo off a cliff. I need to run. It keeps chasing me. It bit me. It won't let go.