It is proven that light conquers darkness.
It breaks through like a sharpened sword
slices human flesh.

So then why does sadness extinguish bliss
with such ease?
Why must a happy moment be fleeting
while the pain of a bitter memory lingers for days,
for months,
for years?

she loves the things that cut her skin,
she loves the songs that make her cry,
she always falls the hardest
for the boys that make her want to die