Something Nobody Knows

Beautiful is ugly pain
That only hurts when
You don’t feel it.
I can’t feel mine
And so it hurts like the sun
Scorching my lens and
Squeezing my eyes
To cry,
Every time I behold myself
Wondering if ev’r
I’d make
A beautiful bride
I feel sorry
For the man
Who’d be mine
I’m sorry
That I am not so fine.

Tochi

I have listened cause we are all ugly
with pain on our lips
Even while our hearts cry.
You’re god, dig deep
You’re moon, shine bright
love the night
let your eyes find his light
and deep insight.
You’re whole cause we’re molded
stop to wonder, live
stop baking cakes you can’t eat.
Don’t be sorry
especially for the future’s cup.
Just be the cup
that empties herself.

Ruddapoet