あきらめる; give up
i hate crying
it makes me feel weak
it makes me feel like
i have succumbed to the pain
to the unworthy words
to the unworthy people
to the unworthy misery
when i do so
i'm tearing my own wounds open
waiting for the salt
from my tears
to trickle down
onto the wounds
and add to the pain.
—maybe i don't hate crying after all.
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how the universe works
Poetry"how does the universe work?" you asked me. i paused and thought for a moment. after a while, i decided on the truth. "you can never know. even if you learn it through the pain, you'll still be unable to know how the universe truly works. the univer...
