#212/366--Breaking Things

I have

a confession

I am not

who you think

I am

I know

I come across

quiet

and

reserved

but

sometimes

things

make me angry

and

when I'm angry

I turn green

grow immense muscles

growl

yell

and

scream

my head spins

I vomit pea soup

curse words fly

...and...

I break things

...well...

that's an exaggeration

I didn't intend to

...break it...

I was emphasizing

a point

by

"slamming it closed"

but

the integrity

of the drawer

was

already weakened

by poor craftsmanship

and

in my defense

it was already

hanging by

...a nail...

...next time...

I'll

...count to 10...

take a time out

breathe deeply

close my eyes

walk away

...maybe...