They say,
“An artist
must suffer
for their masterpiece
to be meaningful.”
Why must we feel
pain
for you
to find meaning
in our work?
My sorrow
does not enhance
the words
I write;
Nor does
the darkness
within my mind
denote a special
quality only
obtained through
staring at the abyss
of my sadness.
Do not lament
my progress
as taking away
my virtue,
my medications
do not
keep me alive
so that I may
write you
melancholy beauty,
they keep me alive
so that I may
experience joy.
Bio:
Rachael Edwards (she/they) is a queer twenty-three-year-old poet from Boston, Massachusetts. They use nature to blend with social issues and personal experiences. When they aren't writing they can be found people watching at the Copley library, cuddling her dog, or crocheting. They post snippets of their work on their Instagram @polaroidsandpoems.