what doesn’t kill you

Grief is a big feeling
that comfortably stretches out over time
expanding & contracting
unable to be contained

She will consume you if you let her
the deep dark cavernous halls
she’ll show you deep inside

The fire burns
but does she devour inwards or outwards
what is life without suffering,
the perfect partner to pleasure

My tears they fall like rain
and yet I laugh
to keep such pain is to know such love

How lucky am I
my heart breaks so deeply
if only because my highs feel heavenly
I am a god, I am dirt.