First comes A

A

... is for anger,
That boils inside,
Pain like whips,
I flee and hide,
Uncontrollable,
A Sickening passion,
To make others hurt,
So very very bad,
So convincing,
So consuming,
I forget the evil I'm embodying,
Invading what's kept private,
I attack and I like it,
I lick the blood off my fingers,
Pungent and metallic,
But the crimson fog fades away,
Revealing the deed I must face,
The cards are now shown,
There's no more denying,
The demon I own,
Hidden beneath the skin,
That laughs at my trying,
I am no longer innocent,
The very cause of these terrible crimes