arms open,
giver of love
look not at the faces who turn at the mere sound of your footsteps
look not at the eyes that dart their gaze as if burned by the sight.
backs turned,
reflectors of hate
intentional or not it's malice you create from your lack of empathy,
sharp as a blade cutting all in its path.
compassion,
not from the cold of heart,
rather only given by the dying embers of the fire you stepped out.
that bright flaming beacon of love, yet unsteadily shaking in the wind upon the barest of foundations.
what have you done to deserve such a thing in return,
you who have inflicted the incurable wounds that bleed black across white marble floors.
love you deserve not,
yet you undyingly receive
apologies whispered from the wrong lips.
when will you turn your faces
to the dying soul,
pained to the core begging for release.
be merciful,
give finality to the infinite suffering upon this plane of existence
caused by your hands.
undo what you've done,
but alas,
it is irreparable.
rather,
spare some hydromorphone* and be on your way.
*AN: hydromorphone is within the same drug class as morphine, which are opioids used to target certain receptors in the body to relieve pain. the reference to this drug is strictly metaphorical; in no way shape or form do i condone the use of any medications for any purpose other than as prescribed, or those that are non prescription and provided by anyone other than a licensed professional with the jurisdiction to prescribe these medications. prescription drugs are not for recreational use.
**the above use of the chemistry image has no intention of infringing upon any copyright ownership of said image and is merely a deliberate representarional choice as i will not post images of the aforementioned drugs as it may influence an individual towards pursuit of using them, which is not only dangerous, but puts a life at risk.
