The vision is violent
and the scene, gut wrenching
The blood and gore
The death and splintered bone
Why does it soothe then
why does it sweep away
a moments worth of anger
and a days worth of pain
I am ashamed that I see it
Guilty for the imagining
But what if it saves me
from the reality of the day
What if it prevents
Anger from overflowing
and pain from blinding
What if it is simply a release
God, help me....
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