I was used
Used like a hammer
To bang, bang, bang away
At rusty nails that splintered your boardwalk
That walk you travelled everyday
I was used
To clear the way

You stood there
At the shore we shared
And when the sea was rough
Crashing, Thrashing, Tough
“Stand still and take it,” you would say
I was used
To calm the waves

It was rain
Heavy, Ceaseless, Grey
The kind that beat your spirit away
Struggle in the wet, hard sand
Where my loss was your gain
I was used
To ease the pain

I use a pen on those days
When I fall
When the seas crash
When it downpours
And I am robbed of my hope
I use a pen
I use a pen

I was a tool for your Aggression