Anger is something, we CAN control,
If we can't, everything around, it will destroy,
As we allow it, to come out through,
It comes and burns, to someone and you.

It's a monster, with spikes and knives,
That once it's out, that's a poison device,
It comes and hurts, what's loved the most,
Destroying your heart, and spoiling your soul.

It is OK to feel, in touch with anger as troll,
As long as anger, don't trespass your door,
Keeping it inside and draining it, down the hall.
So when it happens, you will be a doll.

Zoila T. Flores

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anger-as-a-troll/