Why do words hurt?
Why can't humans ball up their feelings and burry them deep inside their souls?
Why do we destroy ?
Why is it that everything we touch curls morbidly under our finger tips?
Why love?
Why let others have the power to hurt you ?
Why cry?
An on flowing of tears doesn't solve anything.
Why do we daydream?
Into worlds untouchable and of scenarios that will never exist
Why feel?
And be molded by others views of yourself
Why try?
The inevitable outcome is death.
Someday, no one will remember you , because everyone who cared will die off ,leaving your legacy a silent whisper among the trees- as if you weren't there in the first place: as if you did not exist.
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PoetrySome free time poetic shit, social and political perspective and other various poetic rant topics . Updates are very inconsistent but if I get a growing positive response from my works it might inspire me to write more? Who knows . Do comment if you...
