When life’s pain claws deep,
and our nerves scream,
when the night feels heavier
than every dream.
You want to quit,
to lay it all bare,
to tell the world
you just don’t care.
But then
a cursed little thought sneaks in,
a circus of madness,
a razor-thin grin.
That’s when I remind myself:
it’s not so bad
picture an elephant,
massive, grey, absurd,
sliding down a razor blade
don’t laugh, it’s not unheard.
His balls the brakes,
a shower of sparks,
the universe cracks up
in grotesque remarks.
And i think,
hell, my hurt still bites,
but compared to pachyderm pain
I’ll make it through tonight.