Submissions by Acarv1

I used to love poetry.
The way it could effortlessly articulate complex emotions
using ordinary words.
Capturing love and loss,
joy and pain,
in a way everyone could feel,
creating the beauty in things that weren’t always beautiful.

I used to love poetry.
But eventually I saw those supposed beautiful things for what they really are;
ugly.
You learn to see The Ugly,
when you lose your friends, your family, your innocence.
You see ugly people, in this ugly world, do ugly things,
disregarding the ugly wounds
they leave...