This sadness, this numb
It is not poetic.
I cannot write about galaxy ridden veins
or fire seared eyes
This sadness, this emptiness
It is not beautiful
There will be no heroic sweeping away of broken princesses by
princes with cigarette clenched teeth
or ***** laced lips
This sadness, this gut-wrenching pain
Will not be daises in Marlboro boxes
It can't be unraveled threads sewed back
by an infinite but dysfunctional love
No, no.
This sadness isn't any of that.
This sadness, it's raw
It hurts to look at but it's torture to bear
People look away from this type of sadness
Because it sure as hell ain't pretty.
But what it is is real
This is the sadness that, once moved past, is never forgotten
It's worn like armor in battle
Like a coat of arms
This sadness makes you a soldier
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 11:05 AM UTC
This sadness, this numb
It is not poetic.
I cannot write about galaxy ridden veins
or fire seared eyes
This sadness, this emptiness
It is not beautiful
There will be no heroic sweeping away of broken princesses by
princes with cigarette clenched teeth
or ***** laced lips
This sadness, this gut-wrenching pain
Will not be daises in Marlboro boxes
It can't be unraveled threads sewed back
by an infinite but dysfunctional love
No, no.
This sadness isn't any of that.
This sadness, it's raw
It hurts to look at but it's torture to bear
People look away from this type of sadness
Because it sure as hell ain't pretty.
But what it is is real
This is the sadness that, once moved past, is never forgotten
It's worn like armor in battle
Like a coat of arms
This sadness makes you a soldier
