In a grim and unjust world, you get more chances of fainting than there is to breathe. Each corner is suffocating, each turn a backward pull. And you will wonder, how’d you get to be so unfortunate? How’d this world get to be so cruel? How’d the people get to be so selfish and inconsiderate?
Each day is waking to a storm of worries. Though they say it will be okay, that remains to be seen. For the meantime you feed on frustration and acid churns your stomach, disintegrating your spirit, sucking dry whatever enthusiasm is left of your dull, unglamorous life. Anxiety gets the best of you.
Vengeance is enticing, oh how delicious it is to see them squirm and worry out of their wits. And they beg. They will beg. They will beg you to listen, to consider, to make amends, to compromise and they will find out that have they heeded to your plea, it wouldn’t have come to this.
We sit and watch.