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The Sad Things Make Me Happy

The Sad Things Make Me Happy

A Poem by Jordyn

*TRIGGER WARNING*: This poem mentions instances of abuse. This poem was very personal for me, so I hope you enjoy it. **PHOTO IS NOT MINE.**

For decades upon decades I pondered why her quill quivered so,
And why she stroked me so belligerently. 
Her tears were covert,
A silent secret between the Heavens and I.

It wasn't until that Midnight that I perceived the fiends
Who clawed and untangled the masses which composed her mind.

Rewiring what was once lustering.
Mangling the fantasies into accounts of reality.
At night, her bellows would penetrate my frailty, but
Eventually, her wails would fail.

My heart would terminate.
Afar, the Moon would clamor.
The Earth would stop.
A shatter would erupt.

And as the years tumbled over the others,
He knew what he had done when she uttered:
"The sad things make me happy."

© 2022 Jordyn

Author's Note

*TRIGGER WARNING*: This poem mentions instances of abuse.
NOTE: This poem was primarily written in third "person," although they're not necessarily a person. Originally, I intended for this poem to be written in the perspective of the Universe and/or an angel, although, now that I'm reading it again, one might believe it was written by the girl's quill, so it's up to you to decide whoever or whatever the narrator is! :)

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Added on February 11, 2022
Last Updated on February 11, 2022
Tags: abuse, childhood abuse, childhood, youth, mental health, depression, anxiety, melancholy, free write



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