i just for the life of me cannot eek out a depressing poem. i dont know maybe i’m a product of some ridiculous cultural meme where the society tells me things cant end in tragedy for that would be too eastern and not the way things really are in this happy go lucky world. but then. maybe i’m just happy. sickeningly so.

poetry

the hopes of mine
waned
they say paint on modern cars will never
fade
the engine block may
rust
your feelings for me (like your ring) slowly
tarnish
and i’m left here
dying
knowing you were worth the
pain
but feeling for now perhaps this is
spring

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