Rage is a Fridge. 

A hard shell but shallow inside. 

Something to keep things preserved 

but ruined with dramatic changes. 

Rage is a fridge that only has two temperatures. 

Cold… and colder

Reveals only a blink of light when the door is open, but soon enough, 

the door eventually closes.

Radge is a fridge, durable but has a breaking point. 

It may hold up for a while, but after a while, it will break down. 

Starts off clean, spotless, until others start forcing their belongings in. 

The fridge starts to swell until it finally screams, 

“I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE”, opening both its doors spewing out

all the things that were once held. 

Tired, disappointed, overused, the fridge closes its doors,

Scared to ever open them to someone again.