hypocracy

pain is a common misconception, often strewed and misdiagnosed

people become lazy when in pain and their once bright ideas become less and fewer between.

I often hear others talk about having it so rought, and I find myself becoming angry with their arrogance, their stories are so bleak and meaningless, abou tas enjoyable as watching ice melt.

they act so confident yet I see through them as easy as a glass window pane

have you had bones broken by loved ones?

been left in the cold, all alone with only a false hope your parent still loves you, the ywill come back you promise yourself

but they don't

you have to walk home step by step knowing that they left you, and it was you forgotten

to know true despair.

still the next day I wake with the same smile on my face

but silently I curse you

I curse all of you

dam you all

dam all of you

who live so arrogantly thinking life easy, how dare you stare at me with those judging eye's when no way in hell could you understand my pain, or those that I choose to guid along the path I have chosen

so much hate

so used to being neglected and forgotten, hated and abused

time and time again I open my heart and another piece is taken away

until I am only left with the bare pulp, and it struggles to palpatate my emotions

surounded by despair and an agonising pain, it hurts so much like each strugle I try is in vein

yet inch by inch I claw my hands into the earth struggling for higher ground on my mud straked face my teeth clench as i cling to an absolute hope.

I will overcome all that is thrown at me and show it that I am the better man

I am not fool for I shine with brilliance wit hevery step I take the earth itself glows and others part ways for me though I know not why

I clawed up from true desperation, to have habsolutly nothing and have no one to turn to, I recovered and now I take my knowlege and beseech it onto you.