-- Another shitty poem, but I like certain parts and I didin't want to fix it and break the good stuff
there's too much pain
(now i've copped it -- actually took
a position on this)
ok but the pain isn't that bad
i have a high tolerance for pain
through several doomed &
disastrous relationships
a broken wrist
lacerations rejection
going on looking optimistic because
it helps others feel better
and why rain on a parade
joy is rare don't fuck it
and
everyone makes it through
we all do make it through
you can say you didn't make it
but if you ain't dead
you're just fine
2 comments:
The truly sad part is that most of the pain is of our own making. We're all a bunch of masochists. ; )
So true. Thanks for the comment.
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