if i could be as happy and carefree
as all these people in this commercial
then all these horrible side effects
would be worth the cost they come with
laughter that seems to cleanse the
soul so deep that it burns these doubts
breaking free from a cage unseen only
for moments to hang in weightless air
the smiles so bright they turn pain into
a shadow that shrinks in their light they
dance across the screen like they have
never felt the sting of a silent wound
but the fine print scrolls quietly it speaks
of nightmares hidden behind closed lips
the balance is so delicate how do they
make it seem so easy to pay this price
if the laughter comes i'll take the risk every
side effect is a ghost i could learn to love
- Author: gray0328 ( Offline)
- Published: December 4th, 2024 12:11
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 14
Comments1
Promises depend upon who makes them. It is like truth. It depends upon how you interpret it most interesting poem. It gave me thought.
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