I’d get better. 

I am usually a cheerful dude

but lately, with reopened wounds

and a new one starting to form,

I don’t know how to whether the storm.

Words are all I have in times like these

I don’t want to see people

not dogs, nor cats.

I sing to myself to calm my nerves.

My hands too tired to write jolly words.

I’d get better. I know.

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