The Problem Is…

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Some where’s there’s a woman who’s at her wit’s end.

Her life’s a mess and she’s ashamed to tell her friends.

A bottle of courage and some little, white pills

Then there’ll be no more pain and no more guilt.

She lays on her bed and picks up her phone,

Sends a few lines to social media, then she’ll be gone.

“Sorry I can’t stay. Sorry I’m not strong.

But I’ve lost my way. I don’t know what went wrong.

By the time you read this post, my pain will be gone.

Sorry I can’t stay. I have to move on.”

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Across town, a man inserts a bullet into a gun.

Shall he use it on himself, or the one who destroyed his home?

Ten years of marriage came to an agonizing end.

Of all the men she could have had, why did she choose his best friend?

His phone’s on the table. His gun’s in his hand.

He texts his ex-wife, and this is what he said,

“Sorry I can’t wait. Sorry I’m not strong.

Tell the kids I love them. I don’t know what went wrong.

By the time you get this text, my pain will be gone.

Sorry I can’t stay. I have to move on.”

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The world is wailing in agony, but we’re all too death to hear.

Pain surrounds us all. Can no one see the tears?

There’s a reason for all this suffering. Can no one understand?

We’re all worried about followers, when what we really need are friends.

Perhaps we should be kinder. Are we too blind to see?

Guns aren’t the only problem, in The Land of The Free.

It’s indifference and intolerance, from sea to shining sea.

 

 

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lfgillis02

After two years of trying to heal a broken arm, I'm finally back. New blog and new attitude towards writing. I no longer care about vain self-promotion. I want to make this blog accessible to everyone.

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