The Subtle Ways I Suffer
I make myself suffer in subtle ways.
In constantly drinking the worst flavor of Monster Energy.
In dragging smoke into my lungs time and time again.
In breaking promises to myself, to my friends.
In failing all my classes.
In not taking my meds.
In falling in love with two of my best friends.
In refusing to tell anybody any of this.
Pain tastes so much better in solitude, I think.