next time you need to vent grab a pen and write the first things that come to mind, words, verses anything:

craving, misery, joy, pleasure
lust, anger, treasure.
wings the freedom
the escape
the black kingdom
home of the golde cape
that shrouds the lies
and sugarcoats all
with its lovely disquise
who am i to oppose?
who am i to suppose?
why do we hunt those
who wear different clothes
who face different foes
and who have different woes

where do i lie? like a virus, anywhere i wish...

(the photo is random and i know its you so dont complain, it was just a nice photo and no one can tell who you are)