it
gets better.
all i ever hear.
I DON'T CARE.
what about that is so hard for you to understand?
i don't CARE about the so-called
"future"
i just want
the pain to stop.
yes. there is a future.
and to get there, i have to get
through the slashing present,
that rips every limb off of my body
one by one,
leaving me writhing on the
floor
alone
in pain.
I DON'T CARE
anymore.
...................................
this poem is not trying to say that there is no future and it doesn't get better, because there IS and it DOES. however, we all have those moments when we really don't care anymore. the poem is a representation of those moments.
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YOU ARE READING
as we fall
Poetrypoems of truth and how we feel, even though we never say it. a collection of my original poetry Copyright 2015
