she finds comfort in her sadness

She finds comfort in her sadness

As long as she can remember she found comfort in her sadness

Harmony in the thing that had been tearing her apart for years

The dark that had made her sick and terribly fouled up

Its wrapped around her miserable body like a warm damp blanket around on the most cold, solitary and deserted nights

She finds comfort in the heaviest tears

In the tears that make her eyes hurt

In the tears that make her want to scream out of pain

she finds comfort in the purple bruises on her knees of the constant begging on her knees to be loved

-asher

[06/05/24]