| | - Entities So many things can go terribly wrong at a moment's notice.
When they do, you can feel the rage build and consume you.
Sometimes it takes so little to set you off, and sometimes it takes a lot. Some people know how to hit just the right spot.
And this spot, hit so many times, like a wall, can break.
Disrespect.
Disrespect me, and you're as dead to me as the rest of the world. I can take a lease, no problem, god knows I'm practically asking for it, but when you undermine my character, my morals, my ethics, my being, my values, me as a whole, you've gone too far.
Especially if it's a friend.
You're asking to have me beat your face in, curb stomp you, then drag you through the street on the back of a car.
Don't think because I'm standing there in silence I don't understand. I'm just wondering how to physically and emotionally destroy you until you're a lifeless husk.
This pain. It drives me.
It doesn't matter how long I've known you.
Mistreat me and I will do the same.
I don't need shit in my life. No more despair, or anguish..
I already have enough crap to deal with. It might not be the worst thing in the world, but I don't need it.
Already all of us have to try to forge a better life out of the shadows, drawling, and gasping through air from the shadows of fell for so long only to catch glimpses of light, a promise from a future that may never come.
Why do we struggle?
Change can only reach so many.
We can't change the murderous pedophiles or rapists.
We can't cnahe the corrupt politicians and greedy corporate entities.
We can't change the depressing state of mind of the people around us.
I would see them all hang.
Their mournful, apologetic tears would mean so much, steaming down faces quickly losing color and blood.
But death is scarcely an apology.
It's all so depressing, almost enough to make you cry.
In reality, it should give you the strength to move on and see the world around you for what it is.
Don't cross me.
Don't disrespect me.
I can't promise I won't one day make you regret ever having known me.
One day, talk won't just be talk anymore.
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| | Posted 11/22/2008 11:43 PM - 13 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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