Oh Lord filter my thoughts
I feel as though
I want to let in this cloud
Of unwanted anger

Towards you
And man
I feel I am loosing control
Of who I am
Feeling like a darkened version of myself
A version I am starting
Not to recognise
Fear even
I have let in grief
That is eating
At the core
Of my existence
Filter my thoughts

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