Quick to jump the gun. I’ll take your head off. I’ll latch on, find the groove, and begin to pull. Wrong like that. Violent in thought. I’ve some lessons to learn in patience. It comes out in what I wire to the outside. Mostly I’ve gotta hold on it now. But words are razor wire. “Words are a sawed off shotgun.”
It’s me but also you. Most of us do not walk around free from this feeling that we just gotta haul off with a sawed off. “I’m gonna make some mistakes tonight.”
You need to let loose of your burning coal. You’re harming yourself more than you know and then what seems like irreversable damage really will become so beyond all exagerating and flourish.