She'll lie there
Her eyes will glide across the pixels
The pixels that have turned into letters
The letters that have turned into words
The words that have turned into sentences
The sentences
That have turned into demons
Hate filled pixels
They're spread everywhere
As if they're the new age black plague
Her eyes glide across the sentences
The sentences are simple comments
And her eyes glide
But they don't glide easy
And the comments are simple
But simple isn't so easy either
These simple comments
Most aren't aimed at her
But aimed at the ones she loves
The ones that saved her from compromising her own life
The ones that are made a joke of by others
These comments
Are judging her for loving them
These comments
Which were so thoughtlessly
So carelessly
Put down
She cries
Because they are aimed at the ones she loves
And she doesn't know
If the ones she loves
The ones that saved her from herself
Will be able to save themselves
Who is there to save them from themselves
When she is so far away from them
When they are so unreachable
Untouchable
Except by these words
Except by these sentences
Except by these simple comments
They fight
"It's my opinion which I can express"
Opinions
Aren't always meant to be told
Opinions
Should be moralistic
They don't realize
Their words
Their words are seen
But they don't care
They don't care
They hide behind the pixels
They hide behind their egos
"You're pathetic"
"I'm better than you, I don't like them"
"You're stupid for loving them"
"You're parents must hate you"
"You must be 12 years of age if you love them"
"Pathetic"
"Just kill yourself"
"Do us all a favor"
These comments though
These ones I examplified
Are only the ones aimed to her
The others
The many
Many others
Are aimed towards the ones she loves
So tell me
Who's going to be there to save the ones she loves
Will the ones she loves
Become mere memories
And will
The ones she loves
Become
The ones she loved
