People are cruel
There’s no reason why
Everyone has to
Make everyone cry.
The hurt goes beyond
Bruises and scrapes
They bite deep down
And make good people hate.
They weaken, they cripple,
They turn us to dust
All because
They feel that they must.
If rain could wash
Their tears away
We’d never ask it
To come a different day.
Everyone’s hurting
Everyone else
So we’re all stuck
Forever in Hell.
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Anonymous Poems
PoetryAnd by "anonymous" I mean a collection of seemingly unrelated poetry gathered in one place. These are all written by me. Vote if you like it; comment if you have a request. If it just brought you clarity or a peace of mind and you want to say thanks...
