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My Dilemma, Part ii

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And the gravity of it all is that I compared myself to a person I am not.

They raised hell. I felt it ascend through the soles of my feet, wishing it back six feet under

With the neighbor’s displaced dirt.

They let me suffer and left me to ponder it—why me, what did I do wrong—when I realized

It was never me.


There does not exist within me the desire to feign love—

Leading a soul on with words, under the ruse of friendship

All the while acting deceitfully behind the curtain.

There does exist in me a chivalry to blurt out the truth even at the worst of times—

And the beauty of texting a friend at ten PM just to say I’m thinking of him.

After all, if you so love yourself you sit on a silver pedestal, be sure to love others the same.

For this I am thankful for I am human, incapacitatingly imperfect, but not machine.

Heart-overflowing at the strangest of times with care for fellow adventurers on this great compost ball

As we roll round the sun.


Some may call themselves starstuff. Well, I am compost,

Formed not as a showy object to collect attention,

But as a tool to help others grow.
While working today the answer for six months of suffering fell on me. "Love thy neighbor as thyself..." I'm guilty of loving my neighbor more than myself. Still I feel refreshed for the first time in ages. Whatever happened, I had no part in. I'm not like the rest of the world, and I finally see the difference. ^^

On a nonrelated note, I have a new friend named G who is very sweet and I think he's the absolute bee's knees. :9
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