When demons spark;
True colors show,
When least expected.
The woes,
And a childish pose,
Put onto others
Cannot make one stronger.
Brings out the bitter,
Surrounding clouds of hatred.
Negative sounds;
Attempts to shut others up.
“Pull us down – we are not worthy”
You want us to cry out.
To blend into a wall;
To go by unnoticed amongst it all,
Stands without reason…
You will fall.
Burdens pursuits – heading down dark paths,
Unbearable partnership groups.
Standing up for oneself
is not the same as defending yourself
with sharp knives
and accusations;
Wallowing pity.
Here is the unshakeable proof,
Corrupted and spiteful immature youth.
Never real or true.
Friends once,
but maybe never.