Seon

Help

I’m writing a poem of rage and anger, wishing not to let these emotions linger. I see people in this world harming others, beating friends and killing brothers. My stomach aches, it all makes me sick, wishing I could smash their heads with a brick. A father protects, cares for and guides, while another beats their child, until broken inside. A mother loves and heals the heart, now I watch another tear her family apart. This world is ugly, blackened and untrue, does all of this hate not sicken you too? Look at my heart, it used to be strong, over time it turned black, and it didn’t take long. I have grown up with nothing but sorrow, still I helped others as my bones darkened to their marrow. I’ve lost my will, I cannot fight, will no one help me before I lose the light? I’m writing a poem of rage and anger, please don’t let all this emotion linger.