Syzer

You didn’t notice

you didn’t notice when I stopped brushing my hair,

when I got two hours of sleep,

when I only wore long sleeves.

But you did notice when I stopped talking to you,

Today,

I saw a poster on my math teacher's door.

It said, You never know what somebody's going through. A little bit of kindness can brighten up their whole day! 

Why does it feel

Like happy poems

Are harder to write than

Sad ones?

Like when you're feeling good

The inspiration

Feels minimal

And harder to express

What do you think?

fallen ashes, soot-covered letters
little bullets fly through
stained missing pieces
 
slices through
throat tightens
swirling, racing, losing hope
 
gently, seeds fold into the ground
peace lilies blooming

     There is something about her, thought the universe as it sat perched upon the cliff of infinity.

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