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I wish it was possible for me to know the horrors of this world and still be kind

I wish I could turn the rage in my stomach to something productive to make changes

Instead of lying like a lost sickly wife of some aristocrat

Except now I wonder if it wasn’t the weight of the world that bound them as well

Maybe all those tales of ladies by the shore

Maybe they were what this looked like before

And, naturally, we paint them in a light of weakness

Not in one of disability

These crossed wires of pain

I’ve felt pain

I don’t wish it on any other

Unless I’m trapped in a moment of rage

And then all bets and humanity are out the window

I made up a fun crashed idiom last night

Wanting to add your two cents to the fire

Isn’t that what the internet is like?

No matter what it is

They all just want to add their two cents to the fire

I wish there didn’t have to be a fire

I wish change didn’t take violence

That we could all be taught to value one another

It’s so hard when you see reality though

The truths of what human beings enjoy doing to each other

I wish there wasn’t so much rage weighing this planet down

It’s a wonder she moves through space

Love should have been taught first

And I don’t understand why anyone wants to continue the survival game we’re all stuck in

Acting like amassing coin and not helping others is okay

I’m so confused it enrages me further

This world terrifies me

I’m not even sure I could go out and feel safe anywhere

Life is so hard and so many people are dead set on making it harder

I wish I could be kind in the face of all of that

I wish I had the capacity to maintain my humanity

I’m terrified of this place

Fear and rage are twins

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