A Woman Scorned

As the room temperature rises
I am up for no more surprises

My mind is toiling
The blood in my veins boiling

It is a fury I have never known
Trying so hard to remain unshown

All I want is to scream or be sick
Either way take your pick

Cruel words fill my head
Each of them never said

If only I could shout!
Tell what my anger was about!

I fear it would be for naught
In this rage my voice is caught

A scream would come out a hiss
Barely noticable easy to miss

Some plan must be in motion
To get rid of this foul emotion

Behind this poker face
My feelings race

I refuse to frown
But I'm starting to drown

In a sea of spite
There is no respite

You should feel the strain
Of keeping in this pain

Because you, you're the cause
For this anger that won't pause

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned