Death By A Thousand (Unintentional) Cuts.

Posted: 2016-06-17 in ©ddr7hd, Blick!, Да, я понимаю, Thoughts For The Day, We Are Enemies

We don’t realize it,

the damage we do,

each day in passing

to our comrades,

sister and brother,


Snide remarks, slightly offensive tones,

thoughtless actions,

like tapping your fingers on a car roof…

Meaning no harm

but adding insult to injury,


pain and torment.

We don’t mean it,

we’re tired and insensitive,

but we are, in some way,

the straw that breaks the camel’s back.

Our friend, our enemy,

tomorrow suicide.

We rub our foreheads and wonder why.


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