#itsNotASadPoem
But...
I'm a sad poet,
And trust me, you don't want to be a sad poet.
This feels like you're watching a tide wave falling down on you, buried breathlessly helpless, that you can't move not an inch.. not a blink but
darkness,
Darkness roars like, like agonised winds, and Pain? Another chapter of just a second in helfire.
Trust this, you don't want to be a sad poet.

This is not as sad poem, but...
I'm a sad poet with happy friends who literally cheer me up but only to leave me drained and drowning by my own.
And you, you don't want to be a sad poet

This is not a sad poem, but...
I'm a sad poet, depressed enough to compress these words into tiny most molecular abnormal weapons,
weapons dangerous to myself and I,
enough to convince myself that I no longer deserve life, but, but what is life exactly?
© Årjei