"Anyway" - Another Sad poem

[Ophi 258]

"Anyway"
 

Smoking kills,

yet I drown my lungs with it

like the quiet inside me

needs something louder.

 

Drinking ruins you,

yet I pour another glass

because for a moment

the world loosens its grip.

 

Sleep deprivation breaks the body,

yet I stay awake

staring at ceilings

that know too many of my thoughts.

 

Caffeine wrecks the heart,

yet I chase it down

like exhaustion is something

I can outrun.

 

Love destroys people,

yet I open the door again

even after learning

how sharp goodbye can be.

 

Trust gets betrayed,

yet I hand pieces of myself

to strangers

hoping one of them

won’t drop them.

 

We are all told

what slowly kills us.

 

The smoke.

The drink.

The sleepless nights.

The loving too deeply.

 

But the truth no one says out loud

is that living

sometimes feels like drowning quietly.

 

So we do these things anyway.

 

Not because we don’t know the damage.

 

But because sometimes

the things that hurt us

are the only things

that make the silence

feel survivable.

 

Spoiler

May not be one of my best works... it was a quick write i did whilst bored.