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Was pluked. More so Fuked.
I evolved in a place deep in my mind and my heart
Never ever wanting to know. Never wanting to be aware. Never wanted to care.
Stripped of the "me". No one took the time to even see.
Alone in that room is where I stayed.
Chanting to a stronger being to make these new found morals to just go away
Then all is revealed with the new eyes I was given
Now that I can really see. The universe has both forgiven and cursed me
Every day is a struggle. Pushing for more knowledge. Starving for perfection.
When all I truly desire is solace
The world is in a constant hurry. 24 hours a day. 7 days a week.
Slowly I roam in between the chaos. Quietly I slip through the cracks.
Trust. No. Not in a soul. Trust is a word. Trust is not an action.
Waiting in line to die. Please let move to the front. No blood. No tears.
The one being that you put every ounce of "trust" into will be the one to strip you of yourself.
Newly Pluked I really want to believe in another. Mentally. Verbally. Sexually used and abused
Placing the blame upon an innocent. That would be me. For the first time in my life on this realm.
The innocent one is really actually me. The one I always considered the innocent one is the very one who destroyed every part of me. Seeking no revenge, just calm in my mind and bliss in my heart. Forever refusing to be a follower of the "light". My guide chose the ultimate test. A battle of wits. Testing my tolerance. Tumor. Rape. Accident. I manage to stand up. With two broken ribs. Head trauma. A torn to bits left leg and a severely busted heart. Our lives with never be mapped out.
No expiration date. No understanding of why we're here. They say all happens for a reason and is meant to fall into place.
No.
We unfold