Dark

Deep questions and thoughts that seem to have an impact on you, the older you become. To me, it's sometimes difficult to retain that compassion that I know was so easily tapped into when I was younger or a want to be empathic; when you're seemingly surrounded by what feels like those undeserving jerks who are polar opposites in all that you believe to be good and decent..... Yet, it's our division that is probably one of the biggest problems we continue to have as decent human beings.... The continued LACK of compassion.... Sigh, it's like a catch 22..... No one wants to give up what they believe in.... I feel like I'm banging my head against the wall sometimes, because it's so obvious what needs to happen for us as a society to move forward in a happier healthier way, yet - Nope-it's not going to happen not here in Florida..... infuriating....

Terrific ink, DC.... Dark, indeed!
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This poem was inspired by the Face to Face song Blind. I forgot to put the song in the notes. But basically this is me sitting with my thoughts. Losing compasion the older I get seems about right. Maybe thinking too much, but I do feel the longer I live the more I see people not caring. You think people would care about death and rape, the real dark stuff. But instead it's ignored. Like if they pretend it's not there then it doesn't exist. I also wonder why it's so hard to trust people. All these people and only a handful care. A very shit way of thinking, but sometimes I have to ask myself these questions. I know we all must feel helpless at times. Writing it out helps me feel better.

Thank you for the read, friend. I very much appreciate it 😁

Just breathe ~ xo

I'm ok. Sometimes I need to write to release those feelings. Thank you friend for the read. I very much appreciate it. 😁

Thanks. I very much appreciate the read 😁