Post by Audience on Jan 8, 2009 21:48:33 GMT -5
For me.
First came Acceptance.
I knew it was coming. Okay. So what?
Then.
Came Fear. I saw it.
Evidence.
Everywhere.
Could this be a sign? What of this? And this? But THIS?!!
Then Anger. Hah. Anger was the most fun.
“What right do they have? They’ll pay. They won’t realize it at first, but they’ll pay.”
Now of course, everyone had different things to say.
There were those who aren’t apart of this sad statistic yet.
They’re sorry.
They wish it would change.
A nice gesture.
Is it enough?
There are your companions.
They relate stories.
And they sympathize.
But you don’t want Sympathy.
No. Anger doesn’t make friends with Sympathy.
Anger only has one friend: Hatred.
Hatred comes next.
The debts they owe you are exacted now… in wordless pain.
They’ll squirm, twist, writhe, beg, plead.
Hatred smiles.
Hatred laughs.
But somehow. Hatred is twisted.
It falls.
Up to the next Tier: Depression.
Depression. The thoughts.
No love.
No hope.
Trapped.
How long will you endure Depression?
Forever?
For a while?
Then, comes that simple thought.
No.
We push it away at first.
Silly.
We can do this.
We’re fine. At the least, working.
But then.
Fear meets Depression.
It happens once again.
We can’t take it.
The thought.
It comes again.
No. No. NO.
We can’t give in… Think of something else.
Depression, the terrible typhoon.
Sucks Us back into to that central thought.
Suicide.
We Accept it.
But then We see Evidence of it.
Everywhere, there’s a sign.
Anger. We shouldn’t think this way.
Hatred. Of the world.
We have to go along with the rules forever.
Now, for this one moment.
Can We strike back?
Decision: We will.
Diversion: We can’t.
Love.
They stand in Our way.
We are held.
We are loved.
We are Saved.
First came Acceptance.
I knew it was coming. Okay. So what?
Then.
Came Fear. I saw it.
Evidence.
Everywhere.
Could this be a sign? What of this? And this? But THIS?!!
Then Anger. Hah. Anger was the most fun.
“What right do they have? They’ll pay. They won’t realize it at first, but they’ll pay.”
Now of course, everyone had different things to say.
There were those who aren’t apart of this sad statistic yet.
They’re sorry.
They wish it would change.
A nice gesture.
Is it enough?
There are your companions.
They relate stories.
And they sympathize.
But you don’t want Sympathy.
No. Anger doesn’t make friends with Sympathy.
Anger only has one friend: Hatred.
Hatred comes next.
The debts they owe you are exacted now… in wordless pain.
They’ll squirm, twist, writhe, beg, plead.
Hatred smiles.
Hatred laughs.
But somehow. Hatred is twisted.
It falls.
Up to the next Tier: Depression.
Depression. The thoughts.
No love.
No hope.
Trapped.
How long will you endure Depression?
Forever?
For a while?
Then, comes that simple thought.
No.
We push it away at first.
Silly.
We can do this.
We’re fine. At the least, working.
But then.
Fear meets Depression.
It happens once again.
We can’t take it.
The thought.
It comes again.
No. No. NO.
We can’t give in… Think of something else.
Depression, the terrible typhoon.
Sucks Us back into to that central thought.
Suicide.
We Accept it.
But then We see Evidence of it.
Everywhere, there’s a sign.
Anger. We shouldn’t think this way.
Hatred. Of the world.
We have to go along with the rules forever.
Now, for this one moment.
Can We strike back?
Decision: We will.
Diversion: We can’t.
Love.
They stand in Our way.
We are held.
We are loved.
We are Saved.
