When Thinking Big Hurts


As a child I wrote fantasy
Because I thought evil meant
The bad guys finding me
Now I write poetry
Because I know that
The bad guys are inside of me
And sorrow means losing yourself

Have you ever tried not breathing?
What about not feeling?
Like an elephant
Sitting on your chest
Blacking out 'cause
You can't deal with the light that's
Threatening to illuminate
The dark corners
Of your dark mind

God gave us walls in our minds
To save us from
The things that would break us
Breaks our tongues
In our heads
Because he knows thinking big hurts
Thinking big hurts too much

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