Buying death

8 3 0
                                    

Why are we selling things that can kill us?

It's the fame

The release

The fun

The popularity


"I'm invincible"


But your heart hurts. And you can't die.

You'll watch them, seeing the happiness you had.

And you'll down another drink

Smoke another one

Do it again.

And again

And again.


Until you're not invincible anymore.

And your heart doesn't hurt.

Because there's nothing there to feel the pain.

PoemsWhere stories live. Discover now