Category : Poems

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(More thoughtful banter than poetry, oh well)


I’m content with being alone,
Because I choose not to be lonely. 
Life is too short to feel that way. 
Too short to be a junky. 

For, the world is full of so much beauty.
But also full of so much pain. 
The pain is inevitable. 
One can’t do anything about it. 
But I can choose not to suffer. 

For if it takes pain to make beauty, 
then I feel pretty damn beautiful.