We get so angry at people
We
Don't
Even
Know.
We never stop to consider how
Bad
Their
Lives
Are.
Divorce,
Death,
Depression,
Alcohol,
Illness.
Or just a really
Bad day.
We never wonder why.
We never stop to ask them if they're
Alright
When they lash out at the world.
Maybe that's the sane thing to do.
But still,
I wonder how different the world would be if we
Were
There
For
Each
Other.
Would it strengthen us?
Or would we break,
So many friendships
Shattering
Like
Poorly
Manufactured
Glass.
I do wonder.
Maybe I shouldn't.
YOU ARE READING
Black Abyss
PoetryA collection of poetry that covers issues from all over the world, issues that strike everyone's lives. I hope you enjoy, and I hope you find meaning in the words I scrawl on this page. ❤️ --- Thanks a ton to LYNWAH for being such a wonderful friend...
