How could a peaceful man
Like me be at constant war
With himself
It's been years since there's been
Peace in my brain
It's left me drained
I'm angry but I can't let the beast out the cage
This pen is my leash
And my only hope for peace
Hopefully soon all the chaos in the land
Will cease to exist
And I shall rest

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Victim Of the Pen
PoesiaSometimes I'm the victim of the pen , sometimes it's those that cross me and get on my bad side there's also times when I do this for fun to test my creativity out I hope you enjoy