when the world
fucks with you
of the world
will hold your pain
in their hearts
searing their love
use their invisible shield
to safeguard themselves
from your anger
soothe the aches
inflicted by circumstance
get wet shoulders
haven’t showered in a week
What the world needs is more of these people.
Instantly life pirouettes from gratifying to suffering.
We stand defiantly watching as uncaring nature delivers its blows.
We hear words spoken carelessly influencing scarred individuals.
We suffer from the ravages of aging and illness.
We have enemies and lovers, intentionally or not, damage our hearts.
We ache as good friends with kind souls die and leave us.
We battle with inferior people foisting their rottenness unto us.
We deal with forceful, unpredictable accidents as they tragically disfigure futures.
We hope for respite.
We wonder when it will end.
But we know.