Secretly, I envied you...
Forgive me if it presumes too much
To wish you happiness and comfort.
As far as I can tell, you'd have me think
Those things are not for you.
I used to think that this was appalling,
and pity the creature who lays claim
To misery as their lot.
but
Secretly, I envied you, before even
Understanding,
That my pity was like hatred,
A misery in its own right,
And worse than that which I judged.
I resented the affront, another deadly sin,
And you were right.
You were right again.
You were right.
All along...
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 11:06 PM UTC
Secretly, I envied you...
Forgive me if it presumes too much
To wish you happiness and comfort.
As far as I can tell, you'd have me think
Those things are not for you.
I used to think that this was appalling,
and pity the creature who lays claim
To misery as their lot.
but
Secretly, I envied you, before even
Understanding,
That my pity was like hatred,
A misery in its own right,
And worse than that which I judged.
I resented the affront, another deadly sin,
And you were right.
You were right again.
You were right.
All along...
When all that you presented
Was hostility and greed.
How was I supposed to know
To look deeper?
-hear the author reading his work:
https://soundcloud.com/warmphase/sets/poems
.
True happiness may be a myth, but you'll discover that that's just fine.
Ease suffering where you can and contribute no additional suffering. You may just find this more than sufficient. And, please, don't deny others their given right to move through sadness as well as joy.
