Here's another short story
Inspired by Mein Kampf {My Struggle - Adolf Hitler}
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They are all I'm asked to deal with.. these scenes of humiliation. My heart shatters and breaks.. its beats get stationed.. its hope gets crippled.. its memories stumble down & scatter to every vein.. I am no longer sane.
They come & then they leave.. they go & then they feel; what exactly are they trying to reveal? I welcomed them at the risk of my own trust.. I shared my pain & they fed me more of it.. I carried on & I'm to blame.. for what specifically? I don't know.
Brutality of theirs, mine it is now..
apathy, pride, selfishness & greed.
Lord forgave me for I have sinned, yet these weak beasts can never do. I am writing this now while I'm in isolation. I am not whining.. I am not aching, I am, however, trying to prove a point.. trying to change the world's shallow understandings.
What is it that they fight about? what is it that they kill for? what is it that they try to defeat each other for? it is all superficial.. it is all unworthy.. if it were in my hands, I would blow some senses in their empty heads..
They judge the person and not the idea, they hate on the facts and create their own myths..
They confidently despise, & they publicly express the hatred.. They confidently criticize, & in shame they hide their deficiencies.
There is no realness
There is no genuineness
There is no compromising
There is no open-mindedness
There is only a show, a repeated scenario, & dissatisfaction.
I did not benefit from human beings.. I did not learn from them except to worsen..to worsen.. to worsen.
