Life has always been
hard and unfair
in this cruel, harsh world.
As little children,
we just never
realised.
We were too young and naive
to understand.
But maybe that
was a good thing.
To be tortured with these thoughts
can be rather tiring,
depressing,
and soul-breaking.
YOU ARE READING
Little Black Notebook
PoetryDrowning in this incomprehensible, nonsensical darkness that tries to take over me, I release my filtered thoughts upon paper in an attempt to be set free.
