No, we can't forget it. Sisterhood is no longer sacred and loving and mothers no longer care about bothering their daughters about problems long gone. Graves must be rehashed just to bring the ugliness back out to show everyone how the world decomposes already rotting flesh because of the nastiness inside that they chose to let in. Love and trust are no longer given out freely. They must be kept buried inside to show no one as the world walks around in a masquerade while I am in the middle with my bleeding, aching heart exposed for all to see. Feelings are no longer precious as they are thrown and mashed together like the dead on a battlefield. Heartbreak warfare is all I can't withstand. My heart seems to be my strength and also my weakness, but how can it be both? I'm supposed to work on my weaknesses to be able to prove myself strong enough to make the right decisions. Decisions can be different for each person. But wrongs are never right. Apparently I don't know right from wrong anymore because my mind has been formed into the perfect key for someone to take advantage of me. For anyone to take advantage of me. I'm supposed to prove my moral character before I can talk to him again. For now I have to serve myself and whomever else I happen to be dedicated to. For now, farewell.
MC
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first of all the title scared me. second of all, your being too deep. i dig it, and i like your philosophical side, but i dont know if your trying to tell me something, but i assume not. im sorry that your going through a lot. read my blog, it might make you feel better.
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