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Aug 20
Today I am a stubborn nail and the world naturally carries hammers so here we are, stud.

But I have one too, so like we're good?

But being a contradiction wasn't enough to me I wanted to be a cliche. I wanted physical proof I am not well. They say it's all in your head, but like if it's actually in your head, it's still something they can't see so it's not there, stud.

But I can't hammer this tumor to a wall and call myself fine, This is useless to me.

A nail has been given a hammer and I was told to β€œsee what happens”.

Naturally I want to swing.

I'm like you.

I don't enjoy breakdowns.

I find a nail sticking out of a wall annoying too.

But I know I just can't hit myself with a hammer to feel better.
Lou
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Lou  32/Non-binary/Buffalo
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