years spent tied to this totem pole
unable to move, simply breathing
in the grey festered a hurting soul
released, turned upon the world
and darkness turned against light’s own wing
when you cage someone for long enough – when you assign them terms that hurt, when you throw your insecurities onto them, when you hurt them – they change. sometimes, when they enter the world, they see the world as you, and they only see the indescribable hurt they were put through. and, to survive, they need to fight back.
Chaos of Life 