I know…
I’m fully aware of the fact that life’s not supposed to be easy…I really really am…but there’s a vast gap between easy and my life…does it really have to be so fucking hard?
Anyways, might as well post a poem I recently wrote…
Your golden scepter draws blood
from a budding rose.
Scars so deep they can never
be healed.
The bright gold, cold metal
a precious tool used
for selfishness.
Yielding power
demanding servitude.
Her tattered robe stained crimson.
Her body’s tears
dripping slowly from her wounds.
Life ebbing away
inevitably
like the drying of the morning dew
on the petals of
yesterday’s rose.
i’m sorry. life is hard, definately. but for some people it seems to be so easy. and they are the people that seem to like to tell you about how having a hard life makes you stronger. annoying, right? 🙂 i don’t know exactly what you are going through, but my life hasn’t really been super easy either, so i at least understand that.
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it isnt easy, and it doesn’t seem fair, and i hate it when people who don’t understand try to inspire you! so i won’t do that … but when i look back, i think i have become a better person than i was before bad things seemed to start happening to me. but that doesn’t mean i don’t with they still didn’t happen. life is too confusing. but i hope things work out for you they way you want them to!
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however, it is true that pain produces some of the world’s greatest art. sigh… love abby
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