I know that things aren't
so bad.
I know that I'm cared for
and loved.
I know that I can fight
and I'm healthy.
But the pressure created
by thundering skies
is boiling over.
The tension started
by heartbreak
is painful.
"Pain demands to be felt."
So I am sad.
So the music I listen to
is sad.
So my existence is sad.
It's hard to glance forward
to the future.
I can only stare at the past.
And it is littered with
memories shaped by tears.
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PoesíaA collection of poetry that I have written while listening to music on full blast. ~My favorite bands~ Imagine Dragons AWOLNATION San Cisco Linkin Park The Neighbourhood Atlas Genius