It will hurt, it will ache
And you’ll think, that you will break.
It will smart, it will mock,
Like your world is balanced on a rock.
You’ll think, and will think again
Thinking what could be done
To make it all undone-
And start it all from a scratch.
But you know nothing will change,
Nothing will be different-
Even if it was done all over again.
For people are, what people will be.
Uncaring, selfish, and wielding self pity.
Liars, and uncouth, and destroyers of faith.
P.S. This is a very constructive way to channel anger, wouldn’t you agree? ~G.
not just anger. everything. fiddling with words, makes you feel a bond with yourself. when you do that, everything melts away into the background.
wouldn't you agree?
You have a point there… it did work as a good outlet, and re-reading it also calms me down 🙂