Rage [noun]

1. violent and uncontrolled anger

2. feel or express violent uncontrollable anger

Rage is an ugly colour. It marks up the faces that innocently lend a gentle hand. It suffocates the hearts that effortlessly seek to breath unity and hope into their surroundings. Rage clouds the sun and carries a dense fog so close to the ground that it covers even the soil underneath our feet. It doesn't show mercy and it doesn't second guess itself. It growls at any sense of a threat. With a loud mouth and closed ears, it declares its opinion from the tallest point in the room. Rage is the colour of crimson, like blood after a battle. Rage is the colour of gray, it creates disunity and mistrust. Yet in the end, rage turns into the colour of nothing. It's a dark hole; a moldy colour of hurt, pain, confusion, and selfishness. Rage attacks the selfless, it creates victims out of the guilty, and it challenges the understanding of the wise. Rage is an ugly colour, and it's a dead end.

With that being my understanding, you can trust that I will relentlessly and passionately pursue the opposite.

Peace [noun]

1. freedom from disturbance; quiet and tranquility

2. freedom from or the cessation of war or violence