To tell you the truth,
my aching bones
and heavy breaths
are now a familiarity
I refuse to change
because I am weak
and afraid
and I want everything
but to be happy
because with happiness,
comes loss,
and with loss,
comes sadness.
So what is the point
of going through the middle stage
when I can stay sad
to begin with?
l.a.
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The Heart Chronicles
Poetry❝I'm starting to get bad again.❞ - Charlie A collection of thoughts made into poems by yours truly. {Highest Rank: #165 in Poetry}