they feed on the victims while claiming
themselves as the victims.
they dance in pride. believe their own lies.
choose not to deliberate consequences
or contemplate fate.
the language is anxiety.
out of their own hurt they inflict pain.
ripple effect teaches other lost souls to hate.
not all things in life are blameless.
communication overload and manipulation.
self serving souls being shameless.
always changing the rules to what the game is.
hoping that you won’t let them know or call them out
knowing that they keep control if they cloud you with their doubt.
hoping that you’ll stay weak and lazy day in and day out.
bust you open from behind but never to your face, hit you wear it hurts-
steal things that can’t be replaced.
everyone mourns differently.
i believe that mourning
is a cycle of holding on to the fantasy
of what you wanted
and accepting the reality of what you’ve got.
to look inside and know
the great life can’t be bargained or bought.
open a window, release the souls.
right now is all you have.
only you can make you whole.
breathe in. breathe out.
rejoice in life. rejoice in now.
accept the grey but reflect colors
beautiful and bright.
hand in hand.
let’s do what is right.
if not now, when?
when will you get right now
it’s alright to fall
but don’t stay down
a crown of thorns
is still a crown.
it’s the chosen ones
that get up blow after blow.
who accept scars
and in darkness,
look for the glow.