Scribbled Thoughts

Heart reaching across distance,

longing to touch your soul,

feel your presence

reassure you of our return

and our constant thoughts

of your happiness.

Wait with the unknown

growing larger as time goes on,

hoping the outcome is good

but feeling the creeping presence

of dread and panic

as a long absence speaks

of ill.

Tele-pee-tation,

no one sees you move

and yet a puddle appears,

ready for an unfortunate foot

to meet it

and soak up

the smell,

forever following you.

Resolve for justice

dwindles as the

treatment continues,

becoming normal

until you feel you

deserve it,

until everyone feels

you are the one at fault.

Maybe walking away

really is best.

Punish illness and pain

with disdain,

glaring down

with heightened importance,

not noticing

no one stands with you,

no one wants to be

your kind of worthy.

Peace shatters

with a split through the sky,

red stained intentions

crusting into place

and changing the future

forever.

Reveal your true nature

hidden from those

who grew with you,

too scared of its implications

to believe it could be real.

Now we are here,

no longer able to pretend

and unable to look away.

Gaze at innocence

already polluted with ambition

to satisfy needs

they don’t understand,

but they continue to defile

everything around them

until nothing is clean

and they are too dirty

to rinse away the shame.

Settle in

to a whole new existence,

forget all you were

and bend to the new reality,

be shaped and see

what’s left of an

individual,

if they ever existed

to begin with.