fragile
is how i feel...
broken
vulnerable
not the same person
i was
the outer me
hard and cold
the inner soul of me
sad
scared...
fragile
angry
life
people
their inner ugliness...
the world
chipped away at me
until only this shell
remains
i lean on the
strength of Her
too often
the One who loves me
for me
broken me
sad me
angry, hateful me
fragile me
sometimes too much
even for Her
my anger at this world
festers
inside of me
anger with humanity
disdain my daily keeper
all the bullshit of
wars
starvation
fucked up judgements
rudeness
hateful words
hateful stares
rare the human
who holds the simplicity
of common courtesy, compassion, care,
acceptance
no way to release this anger
as it drowns me
like a tsunami
hurling into me every day
from all angles
it’s everywhere
it’s nowhere
it’s all so fucked up
the bomb inside of me
ready to explode any given moment
tick
tick
tick
is there any hope now?
humanity has sorely fucked it all up
joy and happiness so rare to find
except
when i look into
Her eyes
my one remaining shred
of
hope
love
joy
serenity
© ~wicked~
