together

(This is a cheery poem from 2015. It might be a little too depressing for my public poetry blog.)

Snowflakes falling,
each one a thing of beauty,
but together they smother the earth.

Clumps of soil,
each one giving nutrition and life,
but together they bury the dead.

Droplets of water,
each one flowing and trickling,
but together they drown the weary.

Sheets of paper,
each one a part of my work,
but together they break my back.

Seconds in the day,
each one a brief moment,
but together they measure the length of sorrow.

Thoughts of ending it all,
each one a fleeting fantasy,
but together they extinguish the will to live.

… and the snowflakes keep falling.