Consumed in Anger

I am filled with anger. There is so much anger swirling around in my head, my body, I'm having trouble concentrating on breathing.

By breathing I mean literally breathing, not the take-a-deep-breath-and-calm-down kind. My temples are throbbing and my jaw is so clenched I swear my teeth are about to crack. Indeed, every muscle in my body is tensed and ready to uncoil.

I hear your question, why am I so angry? That's easy, I don't know. I suspect at some point I did know, however that has long passed. Now all I am left with is red hot anger.

Fist clenching, jaw grinding, brow furrowed, burning, muscle tightening; anger.