missing lovers
hurt strangers
suffering children
abused souls
broken buildings
final breaths
poisoned flesh
chipped teeth
dark thoughts
bloody lips
hopeless highs
endless lows
it's the words you should have said, words you shouldn't have.
& all the things you shouldn't have done, things you should have.
all those cunning, petty people you should have never ever trusted
you thought it was going to be better than this, you just knew it would.
you believed you would be farther than this, you just knew you would.
but it isn't, and you aren't.
people suffer
people bleed
people live and die alone.
it overwhelms me, sometimes, this guilt..
sadness.. pity.. anger.. sorrow.
i could just cry, or scream, or.. something.
there are a lot of things to be sad about, if you think about it.
and nothing i can do will help anyone, really.
turning the world's dilemma into my own heartbreak is so selfish; making it about me.
but this is how i feel, and this is how i help.
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