Disaster

I sit here thinking that I can write good enough to touch the hearts and lives of people in need of a deep realization in themselves. But lets be honest, how do you expect me to rush in and flood your heart with feelings if I seem to be in a drought. The truth is, The only way that I could possibly open your mind to what I am feeling is to put myself out there like a sitting duck hoping that a hunter will see me but hopefully find it in his heart not to shoot. Of course the likely hood of that happening are the same odds of me actually being liked by the general population. one in a million. I can type poems until my fingers fall off but that won’t change anything you do. the person who said words are powerful obviously didn’t realize that words maybe powerful but what good are powerful words when no one listens to them? Its like buying a good garden hose but, you don’t even have grass just dirt. and you turn on the faucet and you hope for something to happen but all your doing is waisting your time and poets don’t even realize it. but every so often you might hit a seed. and that seed grows into a flower which intern makes more flowers around it making your garden hose mean something and its not such a waist of time until some Asshole comes along and chops down all of your hard work. What the hell did my flowers do to you? These flowers aren’t just flowers. but they are people who chose to listen and try to actually make some sense out of what i am waisting my breath about.. and for some problem in that persons life to knock the flower to the ground is what i am here to fix. People knock other people down just for the fun and games of it. like cutting a chickens  leg off just to watch it hop around in torture. And when you generally make a stand about that they say that they are kidding and that I’m just getting butt hurt. like that chicken is supposed to get up laughing about him being physically wounded to the point of immobility. As if making someone feel good about themselves instead of always looking in the mirror is impossible.