Something that is felt so much, and so hard to control. Anger. It destroys us. We all feel it, some feel it more than other. Anger is like a happinss to our darkside. I must be dark then. For some, there is no release to this destortion of our souls. How do we get it out? No matter how much escapes, there's always more. It's an endless hole, a fiery inferno in our hearts. This is my release.