Slippery slope

The way is harsh
The light is dim
And we forget to celebrate love
Instead condemning faultless faults and forged sins
We sit in silence
Festering in our lack of empathy 
Or we stand and scream because still we are not heard
Sometimes we yell too loud because we forget what we are fighting for 
And we cry far too many tears
For those lost
Afraid
Wise beyond their years
We cry and pray and fight and play pretend 
Our anger fierce 
Our anger so very tired 
Our rivalries so deep
They may never come to an end

 

flowersinherhair

VT

17 years old

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