I burn with rage
I would burn down
what offends me
while even I within the flames
The mind tries to see from above
and can’t
and falls to rage
again
Then something different
more fearful
and the raging waves are broken
for a moment there is thought
What provoked
is seen differently
and I recover
till it comes again
bonus points for the second line’s possible would/wood pun which adds more fuel and intensity to this poem