It hurts
When you try to hurt someone
Punish someone
teach someone
Talk to someone
Persuade someone
Smash their hearts to pieces
Between your shaking fingers
And clenched fists.
And then...
and then and then and then...
You stop.
Because you can't stand it anymore
Because you can't do anything
Any of it
Any of the tormenting and hurting
and the coldness doesn't faze them
Because you have no more power
No more voice
No existence
Because.
Because you can't swallow the thoughts any longer.
Because you cannot bear to fathom
The reality
The truth
The chains that bind your hands
And render you powerless.
They are untouchable
Because
They
Do
Not
Care.
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In retrospect, this is one of my roughest pieces. It needs the most work. But I'm not going to do anything to it right now, because I don't want to go there again.
-October G.
