22 Oct 2014
In class we talked about how people react to stress. How people deal with traumatic situations. If you were under fire what would you do? But everyday I deal with it and act like every mean comment ripping into me like a bullet doesn't hurt. I'm only under fire because of you. And you won't help me so I need to deal with the trauma alone. People are cruel and no matter how much we don't want to hurt anyone if it came down to it and all the whirlwind of anger we would do things. Fear can either shut you down, you would stand there like a cold corpse letting yourself get hurt or you could let it wake you up. You could be responsive, explosive and dangerous.
So when people treat me like dirt because of you. Because of your social status I stay with you. Because I bullet wound or two would hurt a lot less than losing you.
YOU ARE READING
The recollection of my misunderstood thoughts.
PoetryLife's a struggle and it's hard. There's nothing you can do. Just get trough it. I hate my life. There's nothing new. But when the sun is out and the sky is void of clouds you can't help but feel a smile is overdue
