She said the pain comes and goes, confidently as If she was sure that it could not, and would not last forever. Eternally living internally, entering me with a hurt so sweet, promised me that I could stay Alive as long As I breathe, or as long asI bleed the blood of my culture... Then I'd never be food for the vultures, the scavengers, the predators. Pray that the concrete holds firm beneath my pedicure. I mean I said I'm sure but I didn't actually mean what I said, how can there possibly be foundation with all of the dysfunction running through my head. So many running through the streets living dead... Non- existent from the poison they have been fed, and I myself is full of lies.. Toxic verbal waste got me heading towards the skies. It took me Lot of time for me to realize that I was living for absolutely no reason at all, thought that if I didn't mean anything it would cushion my fall and I could resist the need to call out. Favors with no plans of reimbursing, the wrong nature of living, steady forward, no reversing, shit happens, no rehearsing, last second reactions are must see tv, no commercials but she says the pain comes and goes... And she said it with a cockiness in her voice as if she was promised to live forever, and I'd wondered why her pain wasn't consistent, completely demolishing her existence. Holding proof to the phrase "we were born to die" and I watch her walk through life with her head held high as I cried over spilled milk. Her presence was as smooth as silk, look like a flower starting to wilt, and she managed to muster out a secret... Told me that it was up to me to believe it, but the way that she conceives shit is that "we were born to die" and she sees no reason to live dead if the end was approaching, why be soft spoken if soon what you've heard is all that you will ever hear, and there is no sense in living life if you're going to live it in fear. She said "we are born to die" and she said it as if she was holding in a cry long over-due, she said it will injure and insult you, with no fault from you it can be snatched, crumbled, and thrown in your face in a split second, a lesson learned in return for living, simply to die. And I had to question why her personality seemed to fluctuate.. And she said "the pain comes and goes" but she said it with this slight hint of arrogance, as if she knew that she had lived a life worthy of death.
-Poetrii
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