msgfromtheking



once,
Someone asked me about Suicide.
Don't remember when.

All I remember was mentioning that around the time when I was 13 years old,
I thought about it.
I think occasionally in life I've asked about it.
It never hit me as it did in the last year.

Considering Suicide.
Because in all the beauty I had seen in the world,
I found out sickness.
To imagine that maybe,
The very people that are striving and selling you safety
Are the ones that actually mantain this world in misery,
is a devastating fact.

To imagine that people can easily live like that,
And continually seek some sort of need to defeat a person...
Like omg.

The whole world in your hands and your eyes, and ears, and your amazing voice,
is all dedicated to me?

Man, I'm starting to feel oddly special with that.
Except, when I think about Man.
When I think about Women.

I'd figure, I'd one day that person that others would admire.
For the strength I had in my mind and body.
For the soul I carried.
For the dreams I sought.

For what I made possible from and through all that happened in this existence.
I'd be that person, that my father, would not hysterically and diabolically laugh on its last days
I'd be the kind of news, that when him, along his family received,
If he'd ever heard that I got hurt,
Or if I'd die,

That he'd be the Man sending a message from the King.
That wasn't just any girl you met.
That wasn't just another idiot walking around the world.
That lied a heart, not an Ox's heart.

This woman, should have been a doctor.
This woman, could have changed the world.
This girl was so special, and she deserved anything and everything she and anybody ever deserved.

He'd protected me.
He'd be there for me.
Not against me, for some sort of phonetically pholly.

He'd be the man to stand up,
against any demeaning, or disrespectful act of brain fart.

Gosh, how many people,
actually, if there was any,
that felt that way towards the things that were done to me?

How many people, had the courage to say,
To stand up as a man, and say NO.

Yeah... the 2000s.
This future.
The upcoming years.

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