My rash expression,

Or brash aggression,

Seems to be the only two options,

Of communicating my frustrations

Because when I'm gentle,

Silent!

You cause a riot,

Jumping down my throat

Abusing the calm nature,

That I often exhibit,

But no more,

I've let you run amuck too long

Abusing my heart,

With your words,

That cut like a knife,

Leaving scars from your verbal lashing

So now we're clashing,

And you see a unrecognizable side,

That you never knew existed,

Accept that you're the cause

I never wanted to unleash the hulk,

I wanted to stay Bruce Banner,

Docile and humble,

Yet you think it's best

To keep poking a bear,

And not get a reaction,

You're wrong,

So you now know

In hindsight,

Don't mistake this calm demeanor,

For a pushover,

And we'll be just fine.