Tragedy..Confusion and Pain…

The pain of living the hidden life….FAILURE…

Not falling down and screwing something up…

Not something you can mop up…

Not something you can spread air freshener on and hope the smell dissipates…

But true failure….

Failure for compiling a lie to cover a lie..to cover the drink..to cover the indiscretion…to cover the blow..the punch..the “I did it because I really love you”…

I am wondering..if people actually love anymore…

Do we have any idea the real intended…meaning of love…

It in all honesty is starting to fade away for me…

Like some great event..like WWI…like did it ever happen?

Knowing full well it did happen..the lives won..the lives lost..

I wonder if we can comprehend..the cost of our actions…

Do we understand great quotes such as…

“The world will not be destroyed by those who do evil…but by those who see evil and do nothing about it”

Albert Einstien

Do we not understand…that we cannot flirt with deviancy and perversion…and then throw our clothes in the machine using stain spotter….and imagine they come clean…

It is us..who are stained..

And yet we ask others to be blemished for us…when they fight the tidal wave of horrors..we dump into their hearts..minds..beings…

How have we become so putrid…

That we betray a soul..over a boy or girl liking us…or a cell phone..or a pair of shoes…

Or am I thin enough…jacked up enough…do you believe my lies…

We wonder why are there so many wounded…?

Why do we enjoy shows like the Walking Dead….

Because we are the walking dead….

Why do we worship the movie star..or the girl who uses her sex to play her daddy…

These we give props to…

But we yell and condemn..the person on the corner..trying to gather..the last shred of hope within them..that tonight..please oh please..will be there last..

To ask others to endure our filthy views of them…

To speak filthy..to lie about another to suit our story of repetitive hate..we live by…like a code…of dishonor…

My heart tires by repeating the same thing…

And others tell me to run for the hills….

But reality now shows me…there is no safe space….

I must learn to endure..the burning of my soul…

So you…can have your I Phone to snuggle with..while everyone burns around you…

And you use them as a heat source….

 

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~ by HopeGlenn on January 20, 2016.

2 Responses to “Tragedy..Confusion and Pain…”

  1. This post is so deep. So brave. My thoughts, prayers, & mile length hugs go out to you. Please feel free to contact me offline anytime if you’d like.

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