Infernal Rant.

I feel like beating someone to a pulp.. i can almost feel the bone connect with my knuckles through the skin.. the putrid viscera as my thumbs gouge out the soft of his eyes... the dandruff stuck in between in my nails from the bunch of hair that i find in my hand.. and i look closer to see that the one who is facing my wrath, burning beneath the inferno of my rage, is me.