Dsmp/Tommy angst

Reality

The reality we live in hurts, It always does, everyone goes through something. It’s something I want to know, “What did you go through?” “What hurt you?” “Who hurt you?” “What happened to you?” If we could step into peoples shoes we wouldn’t hurt each other, everything would be fair and good right? We would see each other's life, what they go through and what they see.

Everyone has a reason for why they do what they do or act how they act. If we knew the reason, would we be able to help them? Would the world be a better place? Or would we use the weaknesses we see as an advantage? An advantage that they shouldn’t know but they do because they saw and you told. Never show your weakness to anyone, no matter how much you trust them. You never know when they will turn on you until they do.

After the people you love leave you realize how much of you they changed, better or worse. How much damage they’ve caused or how much they actually helped you. You realize how much time you spent with them thinking they were a friend or enemy, the ups and downs you’ve both had together just for them to leave you, broken and afraid. It’s as if when they leave you have nothing to lose, they were the only one you had and they left so what’s next? Is it time to give up, or is it time to find another hoping it won’t be the same.

But even if you hope it will always stay the same, hope does nothing, you can hope and believe and wish upon a star but it never comes true. The cycle will repeat until you are too tired to continue, but even then it won’t stop. You have to make it stop, you have to end the cycle, but how exactly?

There are so many options, you die, they die, we start over with a new beginning that is needed for a world this corrupted, a world so corrupted you can’t fix it with just a simple bandage. You can add the bandage as much as you want but you will just watch it be worn down each and every time. You go in circles wrapping it around over and over again hoping again and again that something will be different even though you know it won’t be. You just sit and watch it disintegrate time and time again, the small pieces just blowing away going as far as possible not protecting the wound.

Like every other protector they leave the wound to open and shut repeatedly, never letting them have full time to heal. Emotional and physical wounds have a similarity, they can both be forced back open by a person, a thing, or words, no matter what it is the scrape can turn into a scratch then back into a cut by the unavoidable future.

You can open them yourself because of the voices you hear in your head or the ones that have a physical body, the words they say that you believe causes you to damage your body outside and in. Family and friends no matter who they are to you will find a way to hurt you, whether they mean to or not you take it to heart keeping it against them but not dropping them no matter what. You want to keep them as if nothing happened but to no avail it all changes.

Believing hurts more than not, believing is the reason why everything hurts. Believing the things that people say and letting the things that people do get to you. All of it is in your mind and you know that but then again you don’t believe it.

A/N: I like this one and I'm doing a fourth, let's hope a teacher doesn't read my docs, I also need to include Tommy more but it is in Tommy's POV