our love, our lives / 11.08.18
they bicker
and scream
sometimes they hit.
but I guess that's
their love,
right?
to emotionally
abuse?
I feel bad for them,
they must live sad lives.
those people sit,
just watch tv together.
maybe they'll go for
a run or read
a book sometime.
and I guess that's
what love they have,
right?
to stay
quietly?
they have sad lives,
and I feel bad for them.
them over there,
they travel and take
pictures all over the world.
they laugh and get
to meet new
people here and there.
and that's
their love, too,
right?
to move as they please,
happily?
I'm not so sure they don't
live sad lives. I feel bad for them.
we all live sad lives
no matter what we do.
it's a rut we all
stay in. it's all dull all
the time. but I guess there
are some good things.
still, we all live sad lives.
and I feel terribly bad for us.
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We Came From The Dark Ages
PoëzieA book of poems written by me. Please note, I'm an amateur and am constantly editing my pieces. This is here to get my work out for others to read. If you have any suggestions for poets to check out, please feel free to let me know :)
