TW: s/a, Human trafficking, War, Religious themes, Themes of abuse, Child abuse
Love is something I was always taught
A good thing you must feel
Decay is something I was always taught
A filthy thing of rotting
But as I stand here on this hill of life
Taking in the sour breeze
Putrid air and Dusty winds
Love and Decay truly aren't that different
Love is nothing
A meaningful scam
A way of manipulation
A self centered way of thinking
Love has no meaning
Love is broken
Decay is everything
A meaningless game
A way of cycle
The order of things
Everything dies and decays
Decay is the answer
But I have seen beyond the horizon
As we all watch the same sunset
And run the same earth
Blood that stains the hands of innocent children
Taken to soon
Rape and murder
War and blood
Incest and Torture
The demons we flay
And the heroes we praise
Drink the same water
Walk the same earth
Humanity is a parasitic species I need to live
If we are all better then another
Then nobody is better at all
The garden of Eden
Never rejected us for our sins
We must walk this earth
For blood
A sin and a abuse are different
Abuse will rip us apart
Sin will eventually kill us all
If the cries of the dying are not enough
Then nothing is
I am nothing
We are nothing
Thinking outside of this box is no blessing
It's a curse with a cure
The cure is Love and Decay
But unfortunately for us
It's to late for that.
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Vent art, poetry, and just... vent
PoetryTW, it gets dark. If you have a passion for bizarre stuff and shitty poetry and mental illness then this book is...... concerningly accurate to your unhealthy interests. I'm okay, don't worry 👍😘
