Stunted

Have you ever felt so appalled,  so angry with the actions of another person,  that you wanted to explode? I, am.

I want to lash out.  I want to bring the pain of a thousand tiny cuts,  onto a spot smaller than a postage stamp. 

Yet , when I think about the entire situation.  I feel that it is better to just be a helping hand,  as actively pursuing something that is ridiculously difficult to fathom 

 Well, it leaves me, stunted.