Anger

Anger consumes us all
in one way or another,
Some are totally engulfed by it,
Some treat it as an unwelcome brother;
It can spur us on,
Give us a encouraging kick,
It can also get us into fights that we never meant to pick;
It can make us feel powerful,
Commanding at the most,
But what does the person feel at the receiving end of our boasts?
Some try to avoid the emotion,
Leave it out of their lives,
But some writhe in it and attempt to spread the angry vibes.
Anger isn't needed in society,
As it fogs up our minds,
But once the clouds have cleared it can make us much more kind.
I hate my anger and how quickly I get mad,
But in the long run it doesn't seem that bad,
Without it I wouldn't have any strive,
Which basically means I wouldn't really be alive.