Dear Girl Blue

Dear girl blue
Would reach for help
Yet no hand would open
No peace would sell

She'd walk on down
Through the halls of shame
Of all those things
That induced her fame

She gave up on hope
As hope gave her up
And caused her pain
As she ran out of luck

And vulnerable? - she was
To the world
To her camera

And unloved?- she was sure
Not one soul
Not one fella

And I pay no mind
To the things she's done
From the provocative pics
To the pictures of guns

Because I can see
A frightened, good girl
That's been stripped of her eyes
And pushed to the world

And as long as she needs
I'll be her knight in armor
Take her from pain
Farther...
And farther

Kindness

I dont know how it happened
But I was brought up with the idea that
If you're kind
All the time
To everyone
Equally
Passionately going out of your way
For favors and to provide
A shoulder for those in need
Then in the end
Others would be kind to you

It does make sense
Doesn't it?

Afterall,
I've done nothing wrong
I lost sense of yourself
To make room for the sense of others
And of course that consumed some of my time
Of course it drove me mad at one point
But I believed it would show people
Those whom I've helped
That maybe their time
If not even a second
Would be spared when I was in need

But that is not the case

You see
This fantasy
Whatever religion or principle
Has holes on it

Because the kindness you grant to all
May not be grant to you

And the kindness you exhale
May never be inhaled again...

What can I do about it?

Myself

I was by myself

With myself

And nothing came of my presence

With myself

Yet I endured the urge

To ask myself the questions

For only so long

See if he

Or me…

Would have answers

Why I worried

Why I hurt

Why I rushed

Why I tripped

Why I didn’t pay attention

To how I was

How I would be

Because of what I was at the moment

Yet he

Or me?

Would not dare

To look at me

Because I knew

That asking myself

These questions

Only led to more questions