isn't it funny
how a little piece of metal
is the source of all your problems
yet also the solution?
isn't it funny
that it's the one consistent variable
the one thing in your life that you can control
but sometimes, it controls you?
isn't it funny
how the deeper you go, the more pain you feel
the more blood it draws
but if you go deep enough
you don't feel at all
isn't it funny
how if we hide our emotions inside us for too long
they start to show up on our skin
isn't it funny
how we are told that words cannot hurt us
yet words can cause the most pain
.
sometimes,
without even being spoken
YOU ARE READING
dark poems
Poetrythis seems like poetry and prose sometimes it's more than you'd suppose see, what my mind creates, goes but what that is, nobody knows
