How and why the fuck do human beings find that one person that changes them. Literally changes them. How do we find warmth when their voice calls out? Why do we feel relaxed when our skins touch? When we kiss it is paradise, perfection, happiness. We feel fireworks, explosions. We speak without words, just looks. We get lost in eachothers eyes. Spiralling, swirling patterns of infinity. Nothing matters when we hold hands. Nothing matters when our arms are around eachother. Nothing matters because they say it doesn't. And we believe it. They believe it.
One day without seeing them physically hurts your head and your stomach. Why? Why does it hurt so much when they tell you that it's not you, it's them? Why does it hurt so much when you wake up in the morning and they're not there? Why does it hurt so much that people have to take medication? Why does it hurt so much that people inflict harm upon themselves? Why does it hurt so much that people feel the need to die? They have to longing to die.
Then it's a chain reaction.
One person dies, and another reacts. Another feels life isn't worth living anymore. A chain reaction. A row of dominoes. All of them, falling. One day it will land to you, if it hasn't already, and you react. You cut, you're depressed. You keep on the chain. You hurt others by hurting yourself. And why?
Because a being of skeleton and flesh did something. And it hurt you. It caused you pain.
Because a human being left another. And it hurt you. It caused you pain.
But when you start, another does too.
A row of fucking dominoes.
When will someone take a stand?
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Random Poem Collection
PoesíaI guess this is where my thoughts will be stored. I would like if these ended up to be lyrics one day, I just have no fucking sense of tune so for now they will just remain as poems.
