They say the fool seeks revenge
And the wise man forgives and forgets
But vengeance is protecting others from your fate
It is being tortured and destroyed by another human being
Caring and loving other people that you risk your own life to destroy the threat for them
True vengeance is rarely for oneself
The wise man forgives the sinner out of the good of his heart
But he then forgets?
Forgets all transgressions, betrayals, and pain
The wise man lacks in morals for not letting justice prevail
And handing over an evil thing back to the world back to the innocent

The fool sees the sinner through the eyes of God
Containing anger, pity, and vengeance for those who are the hurters
The wise man sees the sinner through his own eyes
Determining the fate of another by his own hand

The wise man is a fool for ignoring evil
And the fool is wise for destroying evil

It has all come back
Because I did something that I knew was wrong
That I knew would hurt me, destroy me
I knew it would because I have been all too familiar with its consequences

Hope
Supposedly its a 'good thing'
When hope lives in your body you are seen as being strong and capable

But the pessimistic people of this world are labeled differently
They are the 'party poopers' the glum, the depressed, the angry
Understanding this you could come to the conclusion that I have gathered

Hopelessness is good because you can never be let down
Everything can get better than it was from the beginning
And you don't sustain that hard, sucker-punch to the gut
When everything turns to ****
Because you already expected it to

And this is when I realize why I hated hope so much
Why I never held it fast
Because it never exceeds expectation and rarely meets it
So hope, it just let's you down
It can destroy a person

I'd call these people stupid but, of course, I'd be wrong
I call myself stupid when I make such mistakes
It is a mistake
It is a sin

Everybody who saw her fell in love with her soul
She was so young yet her words so old
She contemplated life and after and people and the world
If you heard her speak she had a quick wit
You felt like a better person being around her
You felt like you learned something important
She fell in love with everybody who had a beautiful soul
But she falls too hard far too quickly
And she is blind to other's view of her
Maybe if someone would have told her she wouldn't have left so soon

There once was girl
Who knew nothing but loneliness
She was a friend to all making her a friend to none
She cared for everyone but never showed out of fear of being broken
Yet again
She was in constant company but never felt it, on the inside
She loved people too quickly and too deeply, yet they never knew
She was silently being torn apart by people who never really knew her
Silently tears ran down her face so many times
In rooms where there was no compassion, no empathy
Her shoulders hunched, chest caving in, and face broken
Broken with confusion and pain and suffering
She believed that she was truly alone in this world
She never knew... she never knew how many people
How many people she meant the world to
How many people cried after they spoke to her about the deepness of the heart
How many people searched in so many places so that they might help this beautiful soul
How many people she had saved
She was blind
By self-loathing, self-doubt
She hated herself so much that she didn't even see the love people had for her

I loved her more than she would have ever known
More than I ever should
She was a friend
One I could trust, one that listened, the only one who could've saved me
She was more than a friend
There isn't a word that could ever come close to explaining who she was to me
I could have given her all she gave me and more
But I never whispered the words I always wanted to say to her
I protected her from afar and cared for her and loved her
But she had no clue, how much she meant to me
And I, I could not live without her
But she would not notice living without me
You could say it was all fake
You could say I tricked myself into believing there was something more
I didn't even get to say goodbye
The words I last spoke to her were a lie
And I would take it back a hundred times again
If it meant I could see her face and hear her words one last time
Just once more and my heart would be settled