Drowning

Give up my anger?
Yeah, right.
What was I thinking?!
I took that back real quick.
My anger is my only protection in a world that constantly
hurts.
And my world definitely
hurts.
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2 and 3
4
5
6
7
8 and 9
Everywhere I turn there is hurt.
I can't do it.
I can't handle this.
Everytime I get my head above water--
I'm up long enough to get a gulp of air--
and then I'm dragged back down.
I can't do this.
I want to give up.
Give up.
Give up.

(Jaime, where is God?)