They say take this pain and make it into poetry
And they give it to me
Expecting something beautiful
Something worth reading
But all they have given me is pain
And pain does not become poetry
It becomes more pain.
I will not make it appealing for you
No.
Everything I write
I write for myself
And myself alone.
From: Hanako.
YOU ARE READING
letters unsent.
ŞiirI'm going to fall a lot before I learn to fly. (The recent poems are better.) -------- .˚ ᵎ┊͙ ⋆*☁️ ⓒ fallen-spector
