Sear My Pain

I turn on this burning hot shower,
let it unleash all it's brute power.
I experience the pain,
Let it sear, straight through my veins.
Let the words flow right through me.
The water is like a key,
unleashing the fury from within.
It is like some sort of whirlwind.
The words come out,
in no specific route.
Like a missile heading straight to the heart,
ready to aid in the act of tearing it apart.
The animal from within,
is like some sort of mortal sin.
I am trying to comprehend,
why all my feelings seem to blend,
into sucha' terrible mess.
I tend to second guess,
why the feelings I have are waiting to roar,
like a soldier in war.