(some edgy shit i wrote while feeling emo™ at school one day. critique would be lovely c:)
where are all the silver linings?
where's the joy in misery?
why grasp at the clouds when they evaporate?
why care for the tree when it's bound to fall?
why try to piece leaves together if they just separate?
why wear a coat to keep warm when the ground turns to glass?
why ask God, how is he doing, if he never asks you back?
it's
not
necessary
to
feel.
humans ask at some point. humans look up to the satellites, the galaxies, the void, and scream about having a perfect life.
scream away the thoughts.
but the planets, the stars, they never respond.
they
only
blink.
and when we resurrect the next day, they act as if nothing ever happened.
but after all.
where would all the silver linings be if it weren't for all the rain?
YOU ARE READING
brain dump
Poetryif i ever feel like writing, this is where the shit goes. cover is by the artists of my hero academia
