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If life’s problems are lessons, there are things I would rather not know. People say that I should live without looking back, but I could only live without regret it if I was never taught those lessons. And what if the lessons they teach are the wrong ones? Who decided that our circumstances are the teachers we need?
What happens in your life will reverberate through your soul, it will change you. And if enough happens you will not be the same person. Not because you stopped trying, no, because you CAN'T be that person anymore. Your friends fade away and people ask why you’re so quiet. You don’t answer, the rage that you feel is silent, they want you to be different than you are, “don’t be a drag” they like to say. “Fuck you” you want to scream, but you keep that voice on mute because you can’t let the strangers know that you hurt.
Forgiveness, they preach it to you like they understand. Oh hello Dr. Pseudo-intellectual, tell me how to feel. They think they know the power of that word, they forgave their friend for spilling on their carpet and that should equate to the cuts that dug deep into your psyche. When they push for you to forgive they push for you to forget. Their unsolicited advice cuts further down, as the weight of their self-righteous circular ignorance crushes the remaining patience you have reserved.
The lessons I learned were fear and distrust. Maybe your theory of everything happens for a reason is comforting for you, but it is an insult to those who have suffered.
What happens in your life will reverberate through your soul, it will change you. And if enough happens you will not be the same person. Not because you stopped trying, no, because you CAN'T be that person anymore. Your friends fade away and people ask why you’re so quiet. You don’t answer, the rage that you feel is silent, they want you to be different than you are, “don’t be a drag” they like to say. “Fuck you” you want to scream, but you keep that voice on mute because you can’t let the strangers know that you hurt.
Forgiveness, they preach it to you like they understand. Oh hello Dr. Pseudo-intellectual, tell me how to feel. They think they know the power of that word, they forgave their friend for spilling on their carpet and that should equate to the cuts that dug deep into your psyche. When they push for you to forgive they push for you to forget. Their unsolicited advice cuts further down, as the weight of their self-righteous circular ignorance crushes the remaining patience you have reserved.
The lessons I learned were fear and distrust. Maybe your theory of everything happens for a reason is comforting for you, but it is an insult to those who have suffered.
Tags: Poetry, free verse, pain, forgiveness, honesty
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