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I listen to happy music because if I don’t I‘ll fall down a hole. i listen to sad music because i can’t keep feeling alone and distraught I can’t stand people who like sad music. I did once, but I didn’t like who it turned me into. Happy is a shield I bring to each war, To block out the despair and misery. I listen to happy music because if I don’t I‘ll fall down a hole. i can’t stand people who like happy music the fake enjoyment and laughter the music with its aggressively happy beats making u think, “why can’t that be me?” i did once but that part of me is lost i listen to sad music because i can’t keep feeling alone and distraught The things I can’t stand: the things I can’t say. I have so many walls, just a beaming sun ray. Even against myself. My heart is a mixtape, its ending unknown. I listen to happy music because if I don’t I‘ll fall down a hole. the things i couldnt stand, my gosh the things i couldnt say because this prison i have built for myself is where i will stay these cells built with loneliness for the metal my heart aches and cries as i lose myself each night i listen to sad music because i can’t keep feeling alone and distraught music is like a dual edged sword soft and serenading and deep dagger cuts piercing my skins edges.
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Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 11:32 PM UTC
The dual edged sword
I listen to happy music because if I don’t I‘ll fall down a hole. i listen to sad music because i can’t keep feeling alone and distraught I can’t stand people who like sad music. I did once, but I didn’t like who it turned me into. Happy is a shield I bring to each war, To block out the despair and misery. I listen to happy music because if I don’t I‘ll fall down a hole. i can’t stand people who like happy music the fake enjoyment and laughter the music with its aggressively happy beats making u think, “why can’t that be me?” i did once but that part of me is lost i listen to sad music because i can’t keep feeling alone and distraught The things I can’t stand: the things I can’t say. I have so many walls, just a beaming sun ray. Even against myself. My heart is a mixtape, its ending unknown. I listen to happy music because if I don’t I‘ll fall down a hole. the things i couldnt stand, my gosh the things i couldnt say because this prison i have built for myself is where i will stay these cells built with loneliness for the metal my heart aches and cries as i lose myself each night i listen to sad music because i can’t keep feeling alone and distraught music is like a dual edged sword soft and serenading and deep dagger cuts piercing my skins edges.
Credits to L.M. For the second and fourth paragraphs, along with the last one too.
HollyLS
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14/F/USA
Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 11:32 PM UTC
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