I will not bend forward
to give you a light
to pass you the bread
to lend you a hand
This is sustained by a state of agitation
and attrition of spirit
and I am sorry that I cannot abide
by what is expected
There are angels out there
selfless devotees of compassion
that would aid you without question
my brother is one of them
I am not and
I cannot even tell you
at which point that part of me died
and I can see the upset
in your face
but I just don’t care
and the saddest part of it is
that I don’t even know why
it scares me when i feel that i am starting to re-create that part in me, it feels more like i am killing my self slowly
me to. It feels like I have given up in some way that I don’t understand.
perhaps, we need some people who slap on our face and say : you are hurting your self!
and i would slap you on your face and say : whichever it is DONT DIE!
Very deep. I am your exact opposite, though I am no angel. It scares me so bad when I feel the kindness dying inside of me little by little (sometimes more sometimes less, depending on the amount of evil around me) so I usually shift my life around completely when I feel this happening… I like how you can express your feelings and make it really clear without seeming a jerk, hahaha – this takes talent 🙂
Thank you. I think this is the introverted part of me that has become so dislodged. Sometimes I can feel myself floating away from everyone around me. And it doesn’t matter. And that scares the shit out of me.