I really don't get it.
It feels like nowhere is safe
Why is it everywhere I go
And with all the people I see?
Does it feel good to hurt?
Blame?
Shame?
Criticize?
I am really asking that question
Because I just don't get it.
I don't get feeding into it,
But I get it.
Here I am doing it.
I can't believe I even have to be left here
Sitting with this question
I see people use it for attention
Adding fire to the flame
I see ignorance
So much ignorance
It makes me sick.
I'm literally sick to my stomach thinking about hate
My belly is full enough
From my own inner struggle
That seeing yours
Becomes too much to take.
Why all the hate?
Spread love people...
About the Creator
Tressa Rose
On a serious self-discovering, soul-searching journey. Breaking myself out of a stagnant shell and reaching out for my dream of being a writer.
Co-author of Bounce Back- Dreams to Reality: Faith Over Fear
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Comments (3)
Beautiful sentiment and completly agree 🤍🤍🤍
Thank you so much!
Fantastic love poem!!! Absolutely adoring it!!!♥️♥️💕