turning someone else's pain
into our poetry
is a crime we're all guilty of
putting ourselves in their shoes
just to be able to recreate their distress
on paper
momentarily,
just to feel something
to be able to write
to connect with the words we type
we're empty inside
we've been ****** dry
exhausted our pain
completely drained
with all our worries having drenched the paper
too many times before- flooded.
we turn to someone else
internalizing their woes
stealing their sorrows
so that we have something worth writing about
we need to write
it is vital for our survival
so we turn to victims of hurt
of abuse, of loss, of misery
we turn to you
we are
bloodthirsty; savages
pain is our medicine
it's what keeps us alive
i suppose it's a good thing
that there's enough to go around
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 4:25 AM UTC
turning someone else's pain
into our poetry
is a crime we're all guilty of
putting ourselves in their shoes
just to be able to recreate their distress
on paper
momentarily,
just to feel something
to be able to write
to connect with the words we type
we're empty inside
we've been ****** dry
exhausted our pain
completely drained
with all our worries having drenched the paper
too many times before- flooded.
we turn to someone else
internalizing their woes
stealing their sorrows
so that we have something worth writing about
we need to write
it is vital for our survival
so we turn to victims of hurt
of abuse, of loss, of misery
we turn to you
we are
bloodthirsty; savages
pain is our medicine
it's what keeps us alive
i suppose it's a good thing
that there's enough to go around
