It does not feel fair that someone like you must be in a world with people like these
A world with all the horrors of the news broadcasts
and real
life
ghost
stories
So unheard of they may as well be six feet under with their long gone victims and the shattered souls who somehow survived
Does not seem a fitting habitat for those who bring so much joy
personalities in
shades
of
rose
gold
Shining and honey yellow over cherry blossoms that promise a summer of sweet fruits and a spring of falling pink peace
Sometimes I wish I could save souls like yours
Wrap the soft parts in blankets and bubble wrap
a yellow sticker on top
bold
black
letters
reading
"handle with care"
So the world would know not to hurt you like it does
It hurts to see you breaking over false facts they taught you
hot tears of a close friend
that
will
not
take
your
help
You can't save them and I can't save you from that terrifying reality
The universe should give you your own world
the light of this life
shining
brighter
undimmed
by
Earth's
toxic
rust
Surrounded by everything you love; free of the lackadaisical and unpleasant
For Them
More by Jasper Morton
-
For Lia Smith
Goodbye to a bright-lit soul
Lost to the power of pain
The fate’s thread has been cut
Into the candle wick I light
-
Health
Health is
Running through cool rain
Eating whatever you please
Drinking juice like nectar
Sleeping in “too late”
Accepting your big body
Taking mental health breaks
Finding your peace
-
An open letter to the secretary of health and human services
Mr. Kennedy,
For the love of all that is good
Understand that I am no disease
Calm the dogs you send after us
Kindness is the only way
You are the least qualified
Of all the people for the job
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