World Of Words

The world is built of words

so I bleed upon the lines of reality

with love and rage,

a blazing red

that finds comfort in

written passages oppose to

the bodies of dead,

overturning nature for nurture

to bolster the idea of a civilized culture,

one in-which hate is as uncommon as

the belief for it to strive any further,

our forgotten emotions

becoming stronger

with the willingness to express

what radiates inside aside from out,

a light that can’t be engulfed even when

life finds a different route.