delicacy
i am delicate.
i always push that fact away as much as i can
because this world can be so unmitigatedly harsh
and i never thought that my little heart could deal with the blows.
but now i see
that being delicate is okay.
getting hurt isn’t the end of the world.
because isn’t it so much better to get hurt
and feel abundant emotions in every direction of the spectrum
than feel nothing at all?
-extreme highs have extreme lows
This poem is about:
Me
Our world