first time

yesterday, for the first time in my life, my chest was about to explode. emotions were running through my mind. my hands were terribly shaking. my breathing was shallow and uncontrollable. i couldn't think straight. i had all the energy inside me and i was doing what it wants me to do. i was a mere vessel of its growing energy. i could've brought the kitchen wall down. i tried, but i knew then that it would hurt after it consumed me. i think that's the right term, i was wholly consumed by it.

i was fuming mad and i let it all out.

i'm sorry for the casualties.