I put my fist through the wall because I believed I could reach in and pull out the noise I needed silence I asked I begged I cried for peace and quiet I had no choice I was driven insane I chose violence ironically war over peace but I prefer to view it like a antibody going after a antigen the blatant disrespect activated me and rage could no longer be contained I tried to stop but could not be restrained no self control anger could not be managed split second decision no time for counting momentarily insanity blind fury couldn't see what was happening it was too much light in the room for me to see my dark shadow in full blown action