
Sometimes I get lost in the double standard of it all
But do I question it
Do I even dare
God forbid someone wants to bleed die or hurt
Those desires only receive a dutiful kind of care
All eyes on them
Judging, scolding, demanding
All the while not understanding
That the same energy should be given to ones in love
Because what is love if not self inflicted pain
Shouldn’t they also be the ones you shame
They are choosing to prolong their bleeding
A slow burn
With no hope of receiving the respect you earn
When you finally come to a unanimous decision to go out while taking no one out with you
At least to yourself you’d finally prove true
Therefore when I go I will leave no one in my wake
Because surviving with someone is just too difficult a task to take
Even if that someone
Is yourself


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