Playing Dead.

Hhmmm! Not quite sure how this one is gonna go I guess I'm just gonna wing it!
I am so inexplicably angry that I could just pick anything up right now and throw it and shatter the first thing it comes into contact with then I could probably quite remorselessly go through the rest of the room in much the same way. I'm not sure how I got this far but I can actually feel the burning going right through my entire body. A rage I have no idea of controlling.
Not might I add that I will go on and do such a thing I apparently have far too much self control for that a weakness to just let everything go but I could, let anyone dare tell me that I dont have the fight in me. I DO. I could sing from the bloody rooftops of the houses on the moon I could switch off the sun I could move this universe into the next to show just how much I will fight and how much I bloody well care.
Let me be an endurance if thats all I am, let me cut out my tongue so that I may sing no more burn my hands so that I cant touch any surface and tie me down so that I can only sit still but its not going to change a fucking thing. I'll still be here, I'll still try with everything else I have left, theres not a god damn fucking thing I or anyone can do about it believe me I've tried and maybe thats why I'm angry cos I cant even walk away without fucking coming back there is nothing I can do . But here's the thing I DONT WANT TO. I'm not going to make any apologies anymore for it but neither will I continue to roll over and play dead.