It starts out as a churning feeling in the pit of your stomach, but then grows and branches off to the rest of your body, quickly spreading throughout your limbs; it's an energy that is a force to be reckoned with.
It's an energy that burns deep in your soul, and is fueled by ignorance and close minded individuals that only want to see the world in their perspective not even giving the perspective of others a meaningful thought.
It is fueled by the incapability of others to see what damage they are really doing to you. That energy revs up like an engine and it soars up through your throat and out of your mouth before you can even think.
A word combat entails, and you’re left with a dry throat and negative energy lingering throughout the air. The point that was meant to be proven was left in the dust, and the one person who was meant to pick it up and realize the meaning of it failed to do so because of their selfish desires.
They make excuses for themselves, one after another until there is too many to count, and they turn it all around on you. Lying in the aftermath of the bloodshed of cuts made by words, you wonder how the hell they were able to turn everything around and somehow make you the one to blame, somehow making you the one to pick up the pieces when it should be them.
They ripped you apart at the seams, only to take a fine scalpel and cut the seams of those seams, leaving you a quivering mass of emotions and brokenness on the cold hard floor.
It's never their fault, it's always mine. I'm unappreciative, I'm the disgrace, I'm the cause, I'm the reason for the mistrust, I'm the one who's disrespectful, I'm the one who never thinks about anyone but themselves, and it's certainly my fault of why family ties are being undone and burned.
Orginally written June 15th, 2015.