The most complexing and painful question that I realize I
may never answer is: Why would someone wake up each day and make it a goal to
hurt others physically or emotionally. I don’t think there will be a clear
answer, but I do know that there are three types of forces in nature: humans,
snakes, and the lost. And though my choice to stay in my state and get the best
education I could possibly get in a place where snakes have chosen money over
life, I realized I am sick of snakes hurting the people I see everyday. I am
sick of all these lost people in Louisiana fallen victim to the games of evil
mostly through the uses of words. As I have been a lost individual like the
ones I love, I am sick of them being confused on who or what to blame for why
they are hurting. I am simply here to tell you in the most simple and plain fashion
that the reason you are hurting, Louisiana, is that snakes disguised as us are
slowing injecting us with their venom, right here in our own home, they have
chosen to destroy our self-esteems and our humanity and that is clearly a lack
of concern for life.
I meant it not this way but the tears just flow and my makeup smearing all the more, leaving behind that familiar filthy residue. I may have begun to drive myself away, dragging you down as well. But it's done, I've flipped the switch and now it's dark once more. How painful is the music to my ears, I can't stand to be alone in it, yet here I am again. I pray you fly back and safely and warmly to me, though I fear I've dug the grave too deeply. As the dirt shifts within my soul, I choke on those loving words I'd meant for you. All the fragments of light I see becoming smaller and I wish to be near you in your embrace that might make me feel the warmth I'm missing. And in reality, I doubt I'd breathe another breath without you. So come hither and quickly soothe my dying heart, you are the only cure I know. I cry and cry again, come hither to heal and love me. Come hither and help me dry my tears.
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