Misery - The End

Do the vulgar words show what's inside?
Or are they an expression of the pain behind my eyes?

Can I be forgiven for the things I've said?
Is the lapse that I'm cursing, a sign I am dead?

Why can I find no words for the good?
Nothing to describe life of a better mood?

Why does my misery compel me to write?
When my tortured thoughts visit me at night?

How am I unable to voice life's beauty?
If I write one more dirge please shoot me!


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