I have to admit, I like writing about my angst and sorrow.
It makes for a good read
When I'm in need.
It's a lot of fun to worry about today and tomorrow.
When I hear my soul plead
It's sadness I feed.
So I'll ask you this, "Do you have some pain I can borrow?"
"Does your heart bleed?"
"I'll take that on for you, agreed?"