Jacob Biehl (2/1/96' / cincinnati)
Ode to Misery
Thank you misery,
you know a bit of pain does the heart good.
The contrast you offer, the black you drape me in,
makes the light brighter.
So that I may appreciate my best days,
without you, they mean nothing.
You allow me the courage for such things
as tears, woe, self pity, and an outlet of malignancy.
Yet when you let go, it makes deliverance ever sweeter.
I may not miss you, misery.
However I will return, just to leave you again.
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