Misery Is Terrible Company
When the pain becomes too great
and all of the old vices fail to satisfy
and you’re silently screaming for help
but it falls on deaf ears
and all the fat people are now
thinner than you
and you’re an obese cow
who no one ever wanted to buy
because you always gave the milk for free
and what that means is you’re a slut
and you’ve been used and discarded
and you’ve forgotten how to put
one foot in front of the other
so you try to talk the talk
until you can walk the walk
but you fail miserably and trip
and fall on your face
but who cares
because your front teeth had a big gap between them anyway
and you have no outer beauty left
but it was only a disguise for your inner beauty
which has now also abandoned you
and misery is your only companion
and loneliness dances in the shadows
to a tune of your own composing
Damn. This is dark.
As am I right now.
Indeed you are. Keep writing.
I must disagree. You have way too much talent phylically and mentally
I continue to find you to be an extraordinarily beautiful soul. I’d be proud to call you friend
You’re very kind.
I am very much taken with your words. You are the type of person that speaks to my own soul