happiness makes me numb

so it happens that happiness
makes me numb
thoughts that start
while sitting at
the Village Court Apartments
the beauty was the art of it
watching the sadness peak
i couldn’t speak from so much shaking
a masterpiece
completed now it seems
that i am just a set of paints
it’s paining me to feel
this way but turn another cheek
and say goodbye
forever but you never
see me cry
the ending of a movie
the sadness in my eye
that make me alive like razors
slicing through the skin
it brings me back to earth
when happy feels like sin






Angela Bachmann

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