the light is coming
trust is one of few items of my list of standards
abiding by at least one of these standards
would help build up the inspiration
and motivation
to add more to the list
however
by disobeying this list
i will just fall for any of the living tricksters that you just
desire to plant in me
right now i could probably outsmart them
i know for sure if this prolongs
everything
will
get
worse.
as if everything right now is going smoothly
its approaching
the same annoying ache that used to live in my cranium and abdomen
its like hearing an elephant marching a couple of miles away
the anticipation alone is killing me
softly
slowly
why won’t it just hit all at once
so it can dismiss itself
and let its enemy silence in
and let it do its job
let it ring all throughout my being
bring its forever peace into me
and it can knock out all of the many toxins you laid around
just carelessly
filling my heart up to the brim with sorrow
the sorrow then runs over and falls into the pit of my soul
my soul could not handle a substance so impactful
lighting my soul and heart on fire
the burns will forever bring the horrific pain
of the many memories you tattooed in my memory
permanent
cannot be removed
it doesn’t make sense to me
why do i have to live with your consequences
the consequences that came with the foul abuse
the abuse you gave to me
i tried my best
to master a game that i didn’t even want to play
no wonder why i kept loosing
even if it was just by one point
i couldn’t master anything as close as evil as you
trying to right someone else’s wrong
its like putting the kid who brought the teacher an apple in the corner
and for the kid who bullies the others
he gets the gold star
seeing you with the gold star
parading it around
like its yours
like it was your property
no
that gold star was only light that remained in me
after all of the trauma
it somehow managed to stay on its own
i know for a fact it would not leave me
you stole it
you broke the rules of the game you crafted
you cheated
however
the light is coming
it will always come when it senses an area that it all too dark
to brighten it up
to replace and restore the peace
however
whenever there was a fire
smoke will always linger
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