Saturday, March 26, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
HEAL, oh stupid heart
Some out there like the fact that you hurt. They feel satisfaction at relaying news that could only be painful to hear. If you give them no response at first, their tactic's turn aggressive. Successful in tearing you down, they then hap hazardously bandage you up with medicine dipped in sugar. The corners of their lips turned up just enough at the sight of your blood. They are content, now that they know misery is not exclusively theirs.
There are others who feel ashamed to have hurt, but are determined to be blissfully ignorant. Oh humane soul that you profess to be, let me show you my scars. Possessed by an idiotic jinn, I keep relapsing into stupidity.
And there are others that were mine. Now they belong to others. It was nice to possess. It sucks to be disregarded. Don't they know, throwing a lump of sugar in the trash after me doesn't make the stench go away.
There are others who feel ashamed to have hurt, but are determined to be blissfully ignorant. Oh humane soul that you profess to be, let me show you my scars. Possessed by an idiotic jinn, I keep relapsing into stupidity.
And there are others that were mine. Now they belong to others. It was nice to possess. It sucks to be disregarded. Don't they know, throwing a lump of sugar in the trash after me doesn't make the stench go away.
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