Poem: This Poem Makes No Difference


There’s a radio playing somewhere
And a gun inside my brain
Darkness is in everything
No joy without some pain
The sun may now be shining
The light of day outside
But inside it’s still winter
Hibernate and hide
I wish I were apathetic
And did not care at all
Easier than trying
Easier to fall
Tell me just to let it go
But no difference will it make
The past not left behind me
With sorrow in its wake
It would be so easy
To not give a shit
But you know I can’t do that
I’ll never be done with it
Inside, I’ll always be bad
No matter the good I do
It’s easier than talking about it
It’s easier on you

©2014 James Takeo

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