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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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![]() Oh, Cruel World Why? Your thorny shell cracks my head with Thundering wrath of gods Why, oh world of mine?
You kick me down and expect me to rise Once more only to repeat the process again. You deplete me But complete me. Oh world. I know you are harsher to others than me And yet still I am Fallen. Please My cry against battering winds Tears I have wept And nights I have never slept. I am hurt stressed tired alone. Leave me alone. Let my heart be free Even when my mind is not. Cruel World, Why? Trapped, but I could dance away I could run to the other side of you Still you will find me. I can leave but never escape. I can reimagine Or reshape. But you will find me. Cruel World. Your gaze will encapsulate me and trap me. Tentacles of guilt and sorrow reach and grab. Serpentine and hideous, clawing, cruel rage. Your fury is inevitable. You are inevitable. But why, world? why? Comments are closed.
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