Emily Straka - Laughter

Laughter rises like bile.
It's consuming, like fire,
tortouring and unforgiving.
It's unloving and untrustworthy.
It rips you apart,
without you even realising.
It's miniacle and judging;
it's part of life.

Emily Straka

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/laughter-44/