I have a blog now for people with anything on their mind. If you are one of those who do not know who to go to or what to do, message me here or visit my blog and leave a comment in my story post. Let someone know what is going on and possibly find others as well.

http://i-am-okay-now.blogspot.com/

It was just made a few days ago, so I am the only one that has done anything so far, but if word is spread, I will do my best to help in any way I can.

I am the rat that escaped from all of these
Bottled diseases. The flash eating organisms that have wasted the others.
But I was unable to escape the memories, the scars,
And the aftermath. I still have the sickness; the antibiotic did not complete
It's process of healing. The caress of chemicals
Inside of my bloodstream did not satisfy the lust for life I had always suffered through.

Never have I seen a light other than the fluorescents hanging above the steel table
As they dissected my friends. They only ones I have ever seen alive.
The factory settings of their decomposition have been restarted and they erode as if
Made of dust. They basically are at this point.

The rustling of papers sickens me, recording everything the scientists see; they study us
Under a microscope. They smell of rust and sawdust, old and crippled. Cruel.
They keep us in glass boxes and torture us with everything we fear.

I like big bills and I can not lie.
No other hunter can deny,
When a duck waddles in with an itty bitty bill
And feathers in your face
You're on QUACK!
I gotta shoot him quick
But I noticed that duck was stuffed,
Even the tags it's wearin.
I'm hooked an I can't stop starin.
Oh, ducky, I gotta go shoot ya,
And take your picture.
The rangers try to warn me
But that bill you got makes
Me so hungry!

A thorn falling for a rose
Nothing short of ridiculous.
But you’re a rose, my dear,
Can you blame me?

Am I stupid to hope?
Stupid to think that
You could love me too?
Even with my outside?

I’m not too sure.
"The worst he could say is no!"
Exactly, my dears.
I don’t think I could take it.

I can’t lose you.
Even as a friend
You’re what I have left
Though you have it all

You can lose me easy.
Plenty to replace me.
Please don’t.
I won’t.

I’ll protect you
You let me enjoy
The comfort of you
And your sweet smell.

Humanity.
We pride ourselves in
Our sciences
Our technology
Our histories
And our knowledge.

We are born barely knowing
How to communicate
How to eat
How to see
Or how to identify things.

And as time goes on,
We learn basics
And live quite happily
At least for a decade.

But then we are told about
Our sciences
Our technology
Our histories
And our social norms.

But it seems so
That we ignore much of it
And simply absorb social norms
Refusing anything outside of it.

So as we live on
Decade upon decade
Some learn nothing
Some believe they know everything.

As we die, peacefully or not,
Some regret many things
Some wish for more time
And some just don’t care.

Often, as some die,
We die just as stupid
As we were when we were born
And only to our own choice...