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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