unfinished poem
i don’t know what to say
when i wanted to die
it’s so easy to fake a smile
practice it until you perfected it
i smiled behind my mask
so i could do the same in front of them
the sky is on fire
i wanted to jump out of the moving car
wait, i haven’t finished work today
so maybe not today
maybe another day
i still am happy, right?
nothing i do is meaningless, right?
there’s something wrong with me
don’t i know it?
if i surrounded myself with happy people
maybe i will be able to feel the genuine happiness
water surges, and tiny rock disintegrates
what we couldn’t see doesn’t mean it’s not happening
slowly, like how my sadness eats into my soul
like how my poems are getting more random
slowly, as i dive deeper into my dark sides
and it’s so warm and familiar
i don’t ever wanna get out.
t.l.
Tsunami of Words 