Misery

 

You see this every day.

The blind, old man lying on the side of the road.

The small girl huddled in a corner,

crying with no one to notice her.

A sharp knife cutting into the flesh

of a sorrowful teen,

drops of blood falling like tears.

 

Even when you don't realize it.

A withered flower amongst ones that are blooming.

Dark, angry clouds covering up the warmth

of the sun when you least expect it.

The sudden collapse of a weak mountain

upon a person who lived their life

to the fullest.

 

You just have to pay attention.

 

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