i'm very sad
(yet i also feel absolutely nothing)
i'm very lonely
(yet i'm surrounded by people)
i'm so angry
(but what's there to be mad about?)
i'm very happy
and i think i'm going to smile through
these dry-eyed tears
because i've realized that
i have you,
and god that is enough sometimes
but it's also ever enough
but i still wonder
why am i such a paradox?
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BURN (Wattys2015?)
Poetry"Poetry...is thoughts that breathe and words that burn."--Thomas Gray "Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." --Leonard Cohen Poems on the tough stuff in life. Poems on the crazy good stuff in li...
