Poetry Vent

There's No Human

Humans are fickle creatures

They whine

They complain

Then they say they don't need you

Will there ever be any decency?

My hand will turn red at the grip of the blade

There's nothing else that can bring such numbness

And there's definitely no human to stop it

They're selfish creatures

Looking for someone to pity and comfort them

"I'm so sorry"

"I feel bad for you"

Don't you know it's a lie?

What a low blow to act so pitiful

When you yourself say impossible is possible

How pitiful

My eyes will flicker in the darkness of my room

There's nothing else that can hide humanity's cruelty

And there's definitely no human to make it better

Humans have no sympathy

It's faked every day

When it's no longer faked

They are cold

Cold

Cold

My spine will shake at the chill of their soul

There's nothing else that can make me feel colder

And there's no human to make it warmer

Humans make me sick

The thought of their cruelty makes me want to vomit

They're liars

And never care

For anyone but themselves

And sadly I am but one of them.

I will be better than that

I will not expose myself to the dirt of this world and it's vile humans

I'll lock away everything

From my emotions

To my truth

Because I am one of them

And there's no human to heal that