themes: hopelessness, trauma, grief
just today i stared in the mirror and asked
is this cruel dark world worth living in
when the pain of my open wounds sting
i am left here to bleed on linoleum floors
so many nights i could have ended it all
the line between courage and cowardice
is drawn along my tear-stained eyes
a million stories filling wicked nightmares
my question for you oh beloved traveler
does the beauty outweigh the brokenness
do bleeding scars become breathing stars
how many more sunrises must pass me
before a hopeful color is painted in the sky
and the fluid drains from my filling lungs
may we be set free from this crazed curse
but today i cry my aching bones to sleep
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aftertaste || poetry
Poetrythe words left in my mouth after the pain came, stayed, and left
