A poetic release of all my frustrations at the time of writing... |
I'm tired of ignorance and not the kind that is stupid the kind that refuses to see the kind that looks the other way without realizing the damage that is inflicted by this action the kind that shows no sympathy no empathy for others the ignorance that burns down our homes the ignorance that turns those against us ignorance that shows no love and shows the true self that the self cannot see I'm tired of hardships. Not the kind that is money. The kind that destroys us that turns our lives into black tar pits swirling and bubbling, swallowing our souls into deep, suffocating blackness The kind that takes away love, replaces it with hate The kind that shows no mercy on the innocent that sit patiently waiting for the bad to somehow turn good again. I'm tired of hatred. The kind that is blind to reason that hates on everything that it does not understand hatred that eats us whole and spits us out in to wadded up pieces, soaking and sobbing on the floors beneath our feet. the hatred that destroys lives and loves, that ruins the homes we build the hatred that is built on weak foundations yet somehow grows strong and pummels the weak. the hate that hates itself, because it knows nothing else. I am tired of the sickness that eats our lovers our friends and families alive. the sickness that strikes with no warning and boils like grease burning the flesh and bubbling up into boils filled with puss and infection. the sickness that claims the innocent souls and lives of those that have not yet lived. Not the sickness of the minds, the sickness of the body that kills and destroys all that it touches. I am tired of the unexplained that we are told to understand, but shows no understanding. that has no logical manifestation, it just festers and builds and changes with the sicknesses and hardships the hatred that builds the unexplained, the ignorance that supports it. I am tired of the blackness that eats away at our hearts with no mercy, yet is filled with so much strength that we cannot fight. I am just tired. |