But they understand, too.
They hurt, too.
They cry, too.
They burn, too.
But they choose
To hurt
Instead of laugh.
To break
Instead of hug.
To glare
Instead of talk.
They choose their ways.
And that is not your fault.
But you.
You choose your path.
You make your life
What you want it to be.
So bathe in the beauty
Of a world filled the the brim
With kindness and sweetness.
With hope and serenity.
Wash away
The disgust
The hatred
The tears.
IT is a monster.
IT is a fiend.
IT possesses
Everything.
So drown it all away.
Burn
IT
Out.
