Anger spikes for a moment, then fades. Yes, it’s awful – so what? Joy floods in like sunshine, then cools. Yes, it’s lovely – so what? Fear’s icy grip is powerless, too. Yes, it’s deadly – so what? Depression’s letting nothing past The emptiness of…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Anger spikes for a moment, then fades. Yes, it’s awful – so what? Joy floods in like sunshine, then cools. Yes, it’s lovely – so what? Fear’s icy grip is powerless, too. Yes, it’s deadly – so what? Depression’s letting nothing past The emptiness of…