I want to speak the truth
At all times
no matter what,
So I stay quiet as an act of wisdom
And I listen to people’s unstoppable complains.
"You don’t know what pain is.
I do.
Nobody has ever touched agony as I had.
You don’t know what it's like to refuse the air I breathe.
I’m unhappy.
I wish I was physically unhealthy
I experienced the most painful parturition a woman could ever had
It’s unfair
I was mercilessly abused
I’m bad. I’m sorry"
A mind that’s convinced itself that there is exclusivity in pain and punishments is dangerous
Delicate like fingers on triggers
Priority given to cold human actions
Fuel to antisocial tendencies
Justifications to blinding power.
Accept suffering.
Denial’s no good,
but do have in mind,
Self-pity is a disgrace.
About the past,
What they’ve done to you... does it really haunt you?
Or have you turned your traumas into excuses to depreciate yourself and hurt those who once claimed they love you?
Self-pity is nothing but self-revenge.
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 11:30 PM UTC
I want to speak the truth
At all times
no matter what,
So I stay quiet as an act of wisdom
And I listen to people’s unstoppable complains.
"You don’t know what pain is.
I do.
Nobody has ever touched agony as I had.
You don’t know what it's like to refuse the air I breathe.
I’m unhappy.
I wish I was physically unhealthy
I experienced the most painful parturition a woman could ever had
It’s unfair
I was mercilessly abused
I’m bad. I’m sorry"
A mind that’s convinced itself that there is exclusivity in pain and punishments is dangerous
Delicate like fingers on triggers
Priority given to cold human actions
Fuel to antisocial tendencies
Justifications to blinding power.
Accept suffering.
Denial’s no good,
but do have in mind,
Self-pity is a disgrace.
About the past,
What they’ve done to you... does it really haunt you?
Or have you turned your traumas into excuses to depreciate yourself and hurt those who once claimed they love you?
Self-pity is nothing but self-revenge.
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