I consider humans to be good
Born good, that is
Then life happens
Life takes away the innocence
Joy
the twinkle in your eye
and the skip in your step

As if that isn't bad enough
Life begins to turn you
your heart turns cold
freezes up
falls to the ground
and breaks into a million
little
pieces


You mend that heart
but with fire and brimstone
You become cruel
You become the one that now breaks hearts
You lie
You lie about lying
You find a good heart
pumping and pure

and
then
get
to
work

You tear that heart down
You burn it
then put it on ice
You put a bandaid where you harmed it
then turn around
and stab the other side

You cut and cut
till the heart is as broken as yours
You take something beautiful
kind
and sweet
and you destroy it with your coldness

How can you be so cruel