They don’t like the word “deserving”
But they fear taking too much
They use different words
But I hear “undeserving” in their message
I ask…
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They don’t like the word “deserving”
But they fear taking too much
They use different words
But I hear “undeserving” in their message
I ask…
Stormy skies pound down onto dark shorelines
Anger whips branches and brambles to and fro
Thunder and lighting tear the sky into pieces
Echoing a desperate rage
Found in any lifetime of faulty connections
Dark clouds oppressive with no end in sight
Mix with a melancholy
Only the perpetually lonely can understand…
Some days I get a little angry.
Some days I get a little rebellious.
I don’t know why.
Some days I get extremely angry,
almost enraged,
and I still don’t know why.
…crawling with shallow punishments… inflicted in anger and defiance of the norm, and refusal to accept its claims.
I have had enough with being met with angry responses to my attempts to be helpful, kind, and considerate of others.
I will no longer engage or pursue. I will distance myself. I may forgive sometimes, but I will not forget.
Those who bite the hands that appreciate them can get absolutely fucked.