u/AggravatingHost7637

A few days back a divine force of awareness saw fit to enlighten me. Seems cruel and I don’t think my liberation WAS the goal.

It chose to make me aware.

Aware of the ALT account.

Aware of how the wolf slid into sheep’s clothing. Limping to draw in prey over and over again. The sustained campaign.

Aware of the subreddit that the current emotional support animal was met in.

Aware of every post, comment, and lie spun to straw to give life to a monster that you created, a monster that never existed. A monster you could vilify, pursue, and slay to be hero of a harrowing quest YOU scripted so YOUR callousness wouldn’t be seen.

Aware of how you created a realm with brick molded from envenomed lies. A realm where you did nothing, ever and everything was done to you, always.

Aware of how you walled me in to the ivory tower built from your bricks, “to shut me down” because the evident truth from your own lips didn’t reflect well on you.

Aware of your flying monkey who DMd me “to shut me down” again.

Aware of the casting couch modeling and planning sunny escapes while crying on me, feigning hurt and leaving me gutted for you (because he just threw you away you sobbed), for us, sobbing and bleeding out while mopping up the fire YOU started and keep pouring lighter fluid on the embers of.

Aware of the Wolf in sheep’s clothing pacing the rim of the pit I was cast into, snarling, menacing, turning my olive branches to prop daggers, kicking ropes back in that took so long to set.

Let’s light the tribal fires, summon the clan and carve the story neatly, plainly, for the tribe to see. Let’s end the charade, let’s let the chips fall where they may - my laundry, your laundry, their laundry all in a timeline.

Let’s let the emotional support animal in on “where”, “who” and “what” before you came “home” again. The full truth.

Let there be peace. Stop stalking, snarling, taunting, enticingly touching, jeering celebratory at the rim of my pit, crying when your monster doesn’t stick to script and acts human.

Let there be peace and healing. Stop tripping hidden snares.

Admit and live with what you documented then denied and lashing out so you dont have to sit with it.

Stop and be at peace and let peace and love be between us. Stop molding brick and casting straw.

Just stop.

Stop and let there be peace.

Or stay on the path of leaving me with nothing and kicking my ropes back into the pit.

Or let there be peace and love in full light and acceptance.

Thanks to the force of awareness and liberation to which I may owe my very life and any health I have until the void swallows me. Im sure that wasn’t the intent, but…

This couldn’t be happening to a nicer guy.

Klass Act

Is all I could think
Watching her
Doing all the same things
She’d done with me
Exactly the same way
With exactly the same ending
Except this time
I knew she never loved me
…only wanted me to admire her as she’d scripted

beware women grown
old
who were never
anything but young

when that goes
there is nothing left
but the mirror
and the long wait

for the dark.

There is enough treachery, hatred, violence, absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day.

Beware the average man, the average woman,
beware their love, their love is average,
seeks average,
but there is genius in their hatred,
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you,
to kill anybody,
not wanting solitude,
not understanding solitude,
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own.

Not being able to create art,
they will not understand art,
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world.

Not being able to love fully,
they will believe your love incomplete,
and then they will hate you,
and their hatred will be perfect,
like a shining diamond,
like a knife,
like a mountain,
like a tiger,
like hemlock,
their finest art.