Like This

and have we digressed? thoughtless words carelessly tossed under one's breath when you think I can't hear fueling rage, battered about like emotional napalm burning long beyond the impact, scarring smoldering underneath this heart, this beating start. of what I thought I knew yet now, unsure no longer steady or secure how can you think this doesn't matter dropping blizzards of doubt, building walls that can only divide. tinged with what's certain to only be disgust and despair, regret rears it's slimy head in place of what used to strut as compassion understanding mixed with a modicum of care, or so I once believed never again never like this, we must stay aware of the snare of subtle resentment hovering, patiently waiting to strike like this ... (Author's note: I wonder sometimes how many adults are emotionally damaged by ignorant and hate filled words of condemnation spewed by parents or care givers who yelled before getting their own emotions in check when correcting them as children...how many of us today walk around with these damaging tapes in our heads and we don't know why...the cycle is vicious and doomed perpetual, if not properly identified and corrected...)