I'll have to find some joy
in something
better find it soon.
To keep on living
in this vein
will turn me to a loon.
Anger, pain, and sweet remorse
fill me day to day.
The only goodness that I know
is writing down my say.
And though noone may ever read this,
still it helps me some.
For with my pen
I feel much stronger,
better than a gun.
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