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Fragility is the annoying taste of not broken.
I think about picking up a habit. Even a bad one. Like smoking.
I haven't talked myself out of it. Of which I'm not sure what to believe.
What does it say about me, character or trajectory?
Belayed anger. Or suppressed.
At night, my subconsciousness likes to do what I can't bring myself to do during the day.
Scream and slap people. Yes, i slap people. Not one. Not two. But three.
Because of such processions of my brain- i think about bad habits.
The issue is-
I quite like breathing.
"it's all a side effect of being human."
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